This weather is rather magical, I love rain. I don't like the dog coming home covered in mud after a long walk, nor do I like having to mop the floors constantly, but I love sitting inside and watching the rain patter down and hear the low din of thunder in the distance. I think it's completely magical.

Days like this make me want to walk amongst dripping trees and enjoy the changing colours of the leaves and the trees - or at least it should, but the trees are still green and the flowers are still vivid if a little wind-beaten. I can't believe this summer has been so short, the wedding now little more than a beautiful memory, caught fleetingly in little snapshots here and there. The honeymoon and the heatwave that followed, blissful memories of places visited and bonds strengthened.

Last weekend we braved the drizzle and winds and drove out into the barren countryside. This has always been one of the things I'd looked forward to the most about being married. Myself and my husband together exploring the countryside. We don't have to travel far to do this, and although I am in love with the south-west, there is something so beautiful and inhospitable about this area. We are barely 60 miles from Scotland - and if you get into the heartlands of Northumberland you can find a little Scotland hidden away. Resplendent heather-moors and mountainous hills to climb and photograph. On finding a National Trust property (we became members on our honeymoon) it was decided that we'd spend the afternoon doing nothing more than what we both wanted to do. Luckily the place we found was amazing, nestled in the middle of nowhere yet so close to us, it provided the perfect haven for a pair of lovebirds in the drizzle.

We vowed to go back when Autumn really kicks in, and the trees are all turning their colours, it was magical but it'll be amazing when we return.