More than thirty years in Portugal and I don't remember a winter as wet as this one. Needless to say it's pouring again so I thought I'd try and take a pic of it falling on the sun room roof which is where I'm sitting. My favourite place when it rains.
This morning when I left home at 8.15 I had to don some wellies and open up one of our very large umbrellas. Almost two hours later, just as l was getting into the car, l looked towards the Sintra Hills and the sun poked it's nose out from behind the clouds, lighting up the raindrops and the wet road. The photo doesn't do true justice to the sparkling raindrops against the mist shrouded hills of course but l think you get the idea:
