Summer Storm

The Builder picked me up at the Chesterfield station yesterday afternoon at about quarter to five.  It was cloudy and very, very muggy.

We drove towards Tupton.

There was a BIG, BLACK CLOUD hovering over North Wingfield.

We walked into the hosue at about ten past five.

At quarter past five there was a flash of lightning, a clap of thunder and a sudden burst of rain.

At half past five, the rain was like blankets, cascading down, monsoon-like

At six o'clock, the clouds went away, the sun came out, the air was fresh and clean -- and the blue water butt by the kitchen wall which had been empty was now full.

So that was all very exciting.

(The chickens had, it would seem, the intelligence to go into their coop. They were dry when I went down with their supper just after 6!!)