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Watery walk

Recently, a day has not gone by without a shower of rain, or a deluge.  This afternoon was no exception.  Drops of rain started to fall as the dogs and I headed towards Gosford for a quiet wander through the woods.  We were not deterred.  Gosford is a good place to walk in the rain.  The trees offer shelter, and the sound of raindrops falling on leaves is balm for the soul.
By the lily pond there was one yellow flag iris blooming, and a moorhen chick was scooting about on lily pads. 
The grounds of Gosford House, gardens, lakes and woodland, were laid out two hundred years ago.  Weaving their way throughout is a series of deep waterways which, these days, are normally dry.  However, after all the heavy rainfall, today they were rushing and gushing with excess water, as it was channeled out of the grounds towards the nearby beach, and into the sea.

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