Seriously, it's been raining hard all night and all day, so we thought we'd go out and take some photographs. I drove up the dale (Wensleydale) as far as Aysgarth Falls, while Karen snapped away.
West Burton Falls usually looks something like this (well, without the icicles):
Today it looked like this:
Meanwhile, the trees in the woods were up to their ankles:
I'd just thought I'd finished writing this when it occurred to me to go out into the lane outside our house and see what it was like. It's still raining, and the beck that runs alongside the lane is still rising. This is usually a lane, with a well behaved beck running down one side. Tonight it's all stream. We're very lucky that most people don't suffer the misery of having their houses flooded out round here - we just get to see water at it's most spectacular (well, for the UK).
Karen (walking up the lane in her wellies, above) has just started a new blog to go with her digital camera. She has put two more shots from our afternoon out on it here.