The Beetley weather continues to confuse. After walking for many hours in bright sunny weather on Saturday, Sunday arrived with chilly temperatures, and a light dusting of snow. I had to remind myself that it was the 1st of May soon, and wonder what the hell was going on.
On Sunday afternoon, I was assailed by every season in one day. Leaving the house in rain, with an umbrella, Ollie and I soon experienced hail showers, strong cold winds, and some torrential downpours.
After around half an hour, the sun came out, making me feel uncomfortably hot in my heavy clothes.
I sat in the dell, taking a rest from the heat. But within minutes, the sky had darkened again, and we saw the return of some hail, and more heavy rain. The mud on Hoe Rough was regenerated, and I was secretly pleased to have decided to wear my heavy boots, once again. Ollie’s fur was white with tiny droplets, and I was becoming exceedingly fed up.
Today, we ventured out into brief sunshine. I wasn’t fooled, and was dressed for the worst. Just as well, as the downpours soon started, and my umbrella could hardly cope with the rain and sleet. Ollie was absolutely soaked, after just thirty minutes, but I struggled on, to give him a good walk.
Two hours later, we got back to the house. It was still raining hard, and Ollie was saturated. He appeared unconcerned though, just happy to be out and about, free of the confines of the house. I was left to wonder about the change in the seasons, and how spring could become winter, overnight.