We decided to go for a walk down to the little bridge across the river.  The skies were fine and cloudy and it was a beautiful morning.  Just as we reached the river, which was swollen from the rain but had not yet broken over the road, it started to pour down.  We ran back to the farm in the drenching rain, but just as we arrived, the rain stopped and the sun showed its face.  What beautiful memories with my dad, their Grampy.  xx