How silly one feels walking around in the rain with umbrella in one hand and camera in another, even if the gardens are very pretty.
Shelter was needed to re-evaluate my sanity.
I decided the paths were too enticing to ignore, and I was rewarded for my efforts.
The sound of rain beating on my umbrella, the discovery of flowers I had not seen before, the splish splosh of raindrops in forgotten pottery. A delight to my senses.
However the abundance of moisture and a rapidly depleting camera battery forces me to again seek shelter.
A circular window reveals what I need.
Photos taken at Eryldene House - March 2014