... without any measurable rainfall, so my plants would welcome something, but I think that ... errrr... 43.5cms in the last 24 hours was something rather excessive. During the five hours between my being awoken by the most tremendous storm and the time I had breakfast, 30.5mm of that rainfall had fallen.
Solar energy was badger all as you might expect - we had a right proper November cloud here all day.
After working on the computer I went outside but it was far too wet to work so I spent until lunchtime sawing wood. There's a nice neatly cut pile ready for the little stove but strangely enough the pile that's left to be cut doesn't look any smaller at all. And I need to reduce that as I want to put a wooden wall right where it is. I shall be here for ever doing that, I reckon.
This afternoon it stopped raining so I laid off the woodcutting and scratched out a load more loose "cement" from my wall. I then made a mix of mortar to point up, and that was the signal for the heavens to open up. I put the cement on, though, even though I ended up being soaked to the skin.
I dug up some veg for tea, and noticed while scraping caterpillars off the broccoli that they are forming some nice heads. But all of the vegetation is starting to die down, I noticed. That is rather frightening if you ask me. Winter can't be too far away.
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