Rain, rain, rain

I remember a beautiful song from the 70s called 'Rain' by Jose Feliciano. He made rain sound quite romantic, when in actual fact it can be so frustrating.

This Sunday it was okay, though, because we just snuggled away under blankets for the whole day: watched the Athletics World Championships in London on TV, ate well, and had a nice sauna bath. Cannot complain, a good preparation for the working week.