Gutter rivers
Tuesday, 11 September 2007
Late this afternoon, we got one of those tropical downpours that fills the gutters, then a half an hour later, after you had to make a mad dash through it and got sopping wet (your hair!, at least), it stops and before an hour is gone, the sun’s back out.
Dinner menu: venison tenderloin, courtesy of Scott (the Ultimate Woodsman) and Emma.