Yucca in the rain.

I woke up to a wet morning. We so needed this rain. It is not heavy but the steady fine sort which coats everywhere in mistiness. 
As I  write this I am looking at our yucca which is just outside the front-room window. Raindrops are glistening on the spiky fleshy leaves, and dripping from the climbing hydrangea on the wall of the porch. 
 I took the photo a little earlier, having fed Tiger, who then went  off up the garden, only to return quite soon afterwards very disgruntled! He doesn't like the rain. 
Time for breakfast.