Back from England. One of the first things I noticed there was the similarity of climate with NW Washington State—same flowers blooming, same trees leafing out, same rain . . . .
Soon after being seated in the airplane, I opened the flight magazine to an article titled "Drip, Drip, Hooray!" with a full page photo of three people in Trafalgar Square huddled under an umbrella. The online source we used for planning our trip showed April as the second month least likely to have rain, but the first line of this flight magazine article read, "Ask someone to free-associate with the words 'April' and 'London' and chances are you'll hear the word 'rain.'"
OK, I thought. Rain if it must. We're used to it. However, it turned out that we had very little rain. Some days were even beautiful. You can see that the little fox in my photo is enjoying a sun bath. I took the photo through a wavy glass upstairs window—which explains why the photo is not as clear as we'd like. The people hosting us said they often see foxes in their back garden, sometimes as many as five. Indeed, while we watched, another joined this one.
Interesting to me is the fact that the fox was in the middle of a residential neighborhood not far from London, and yet we saw no wildlife other than fowl in all our country driving. I suppose that is good since the fields were fairly littered with ewes and newborn lambs who might not have appreciated their company.