Hilltop weather, you need to enjoy it all when you walk in the UK. We have a special affinity here with the forecast, and often visit the wet places of our country, mainly because they are also the most beautiful. You appreciate it more after a good downpour, and enjoy a beer and food to talk about how it was not as bad as the last time, maybe. Revisiting older work today, trying out an even more pared back version than the original, I think it still counts a part of my Thirty.
Tendrils of low cloudy fingers
caress the arching back of the hills.
The mist reaches out, stretching,
reaching for a lovers touch.
Under a tree rain water scatters
through the leaves, distilling sun light,
and softens the view to hide
the truth of the way back home.