As I walked across the Big Field today the grass was sodden and squelching underfoot and there were areas where water from recent heavy rain lay on the surface. The little brook was rushing and surprisingly noisy as it tumbled its way along. Less surprising was that the 'pond' is now almost completely dry, whenever I go down there I creep up on it hoping that I might magically find it full, but no, even when everywhere else is saturated.
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