I was lucky to escape the downpour! Nice to hear the rain from a cozy home...
My bike took me towards Pitshanger Lane with its little local shops and businesses:
The first spell of rain caught me at Pitshanger Park. I found shelter on a bench under the roof, had an apple and talked to a friend who never ceases to find stories to tell me. However, when the sun showed its face again, I got on my bike again. Some not so young people were beginning to play boules on the immaculately kept green.
People playing boules on the green at Pitshanger Park:
Meandering River Brent made me think of The Kamienna River between Skarzysko and Wachock.
I stopped the bike at Brent Meadow to photograph more sights resembling the surroundings of my hometown in Poland.
Leaving the meadow I saw an old suitcase and a kind of bed made directly on the grass by the path.
And here is the sky just before another spell of rain, as seen from the safety of my home:
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