Yesterday, I had to wait almost all day long until the rain stopped; by that time this little creek was gone just like the footpath in the forest....they transformed, like Wanda, into mud paddles.
This morning I wanted to return to the creek for a walk and new photos but unfortunately I 'catched' a terrible backache and I'm unable to walk/photograph/drive.
A little bit isolated on my couch I'm dreaming about some nicer temperatures, less rain, butterflies and of course the return of my active life ;-).
Jibt dir dit Leben mal een Buff, denn weene keene Träne. Lach Dir'n Ast und setz Dir druff und baumle mit de Beene.