Before the rain comes

The other day, The Boy and I decided to visit Woodstock which I’m sure by now you know is one of my favourite small towns. It was a day of rain and sunshine but according to the weather forecast there would be two or three hours of pleasant sunshine in the afternoon. Perfect for a walk in the Blenheim Palace grounds, we thought.

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So off we went on our walk. The grounds are always so pretty; I particularly like the lake and also the fields and woods away from the palace because they are just left to be natural and unpolished with only flocks of sheep to keep them from becoming too wild. The lake looked really beautiful on that day, there were such interesting reflections of the sky.

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We were confident we could do a circular walk of about 4-5 miles and then find shelter at one of Woodstock’s lovely pubs before the rain came. As we were walking, we would often hear distant thunder but the sky over Blenheim was still blue and cloud-free.

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When we reached one of my most favourite and particularly photogenic parts of the grounds clouds began to roll in fast. I started to really doubt we would make it out without getting drenched as we still had a couple of miles to go. The Boy said we should pick up our pace to at least make it to a more sheltered area, probably meaning I should stop taking so many pictures and get walking.

bookworm_before8It seemed that the sheep also had the same idea, because they stopped their munching and began to head to the woods just as it started getting really, really dark. It was so astonishing how quickly the weather turned; within a few minutes it got so dark and hazy, it was slightly scary but also kind of amazing to be outside…

If you’d like to see what happened next, come back tomorrow for the second part of this story.


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