Wet.

The wind began to rise as I walked down to the hall last night heralding the start of the next storm. Not as severe as the last storm but still very wet. I got to the hall unscathed but five minutes later one of the class arrived with her coat soaking wet. As we lay there twisting ourselves into stretches that we were assured were good for us, we could hear the rain pounding on the metal roof but by the time we finished so also had the rain. 

At least for a while. It rained in the night, cleared for a bit and returned later in the day. 

As we ate our breakfast a break in the clouds gave us hope that we had hopes that the weather front was being blown away but that wasn't the case.

My plan for the day was to do the final present wrapping something I thought wouldn't take too long. But my wish to make everything look lovely, even a curled shiny ribbon makes something look much better, led to a day of walking back and forwards between the kitchen and the study whilst fending off Speedy's help (he ended up shut in the utility room). I take great pleasure in being as creative as possible with the resources from my admittedly large stash (bought in the sales) of paper and trimmings. I feel that giving a beautifully wrapped gift shows that you have cared enough about the recipient to make the effort. At last everything that could be has been wrapped. I finished one felted tree ornament and another is half done and they are the last presents to do.

Choir and the afterparty have been cancelled, something I was expecting anyway. A shame but then again I'm very relieved not to be out driving in this heavy rain. A quiet night in will suit me fine.

Speedy demonstrating the affinity cats have for boxes.