Only just made it in to work this morning. The combination of snow melt and overnight rain has caused widespread flooding. Some roads were only just passable. At least the rain is stopping now which will give the standing water a chance to drain off a bit since most of the snow has now melted too.

We had a power cut today so I spent the time chopping wood for the stoves.

What’s the cliché? He who chops the wood warms himself twice? Or something along those lines.

The brook has returned to its normal level now after the floods, running clean and bright. No rain forecast for a few days now which might give the land time to dry out a bit. A neighbour who has lived here for twenty years said he’s never seen it so bad.

So storm Darragh gave us a right old battering! Woke up this morning to the brook raging higher than previously and the ground strewn with debris. Oddly, and despite all the rain, the roads to work were passable albeit by dodging large expanses of standing water and numerous tree branches.

Since moving to ‘the wilds’ from our former urban environment my relationship with the weather has become more ambivalent. As with the rest of life, you get what you get when you get it.

It’s weird stepping outside into 15 degree warmth this evening when only yesterday it was -2 degrees.

And the brook is beginning to rage brown as the rain continues to fall.

Twelve hour shift tomorrow. I wonder if the roads will flood overnight again as a few weeks ago.

A treacherous drive to work this morning. Driving rain in the dark, surface spray from trucks.

It’s funny, so called bad weather used to bother me but not anymore.