Soggy Mullein

Two days and nights of dense, gentle rain has many flowers, trees and bushes drooping with the weight of water that has gathered on them. The moth mullein, however, is standing upright on its strong stem. It is one of my favourite weeds. I always make it welcome wherever it chooses to grow. This one grows in a crack in the concrete path.

Extra: This evening the low clouds suddenly cleared and there was the moon and Venus in all their glory.