A touch of weather
A touch of weather
When it rains in Yorkshire, it does a proper job and my visit to the hall today is fortunately a strictly indoor affair with lots and lots of picking-out to get done. The heavens haven’t entirely opened but the constant drizzle seems to have amassed in the fields and it seems the run-off has become a torrent which is now passing through Keasden Beck and under Reebys Bridge at a fair speed.
The height of the water is probably two metres off the bottom of the stream bed and it’s making its presence felt with a constant roar and splash as it heads downstream. On any other day this might have been a bit alarming but I’ve kind of gotten used to the weather up here now and the roads are dry, showing the culverts and brooks are doing their job. If you think it’s going to be a lovely day, chances are it will be. If you see black clouds on the horizon, you can be pretty sure they’re heading straight for you within the hour. Being fairly elevated you can see for miles when you get near to the hall so you get a fair idea of what to expect well before it lands and today, I had a feeling it was going to be a bit wet. My main priority today is to keep myself warm, busy and dry. So, pick in hand, I get back to the walls to prep them for pointing.
