A misty Jill

I have blipped this windmill before - her name is Jill . of Jack (a black neighbouring windmill that is harder to access as it is on private land and is in a bad state now) and Jill fame. Jill is the white one and missing two of her sails today - in for repair perhaps?

I rather liked this misty view as I drove up the road to spend some time just reflecting on the last 6 days in Ditchling and savouring this quiet time before heading back home to Buckinghamshire. The mists rolled in then gave way to a steady heavy rain .. and everywhere is so so green.