The expected rain eventually arrived, thunder bellowing and lightning flashing somewhere further over. Jolly nice for those of us indoors suffering only occasional splashes of water, not so much fun for those hiding under the trees across the way. Situating yourself under a tree during such a storm is not the wisest move, although there is no chance of cover elsewhere around here.
The power appears to have diminished now and constant steady rain washes the months of mire from the streets, a very welcome event. However, the cloud now makes the world a darker place. We have ben used to bright days, brighter, sometimes colourful evenings, and now a dim grayness steals across everything indoors. We are no longer used to this.
I could easily survive six long months in the far north during the summer, permanent light would benefit me greatly. The six months darkness of winter might wells see me dangling on the end of a rope! How can people, especially young folk, cope with that. Many years ago I worked in a commercial darkroom loading lots of Black & White film onto a bar which then went through the developing process. No skill required. However, at that time of year I went to work in the dark, worked indoors all day, and went home in the darkness. This did not last for very long which is just as well. Six months regular darkness does not enable happy people, no wonder Scandinavians drink so much!
Maybe I should try that now while the monsoon rain drumbeats on the kitchen window?
Paris Street – Rainy weather (1877) by Caillebotte