I used to think the adjective was a mark of approbation of nice weather, rather than, as I now suspect, a curse!
The puddle outside the office is almost deep enough to come over the top of my garden clogs, the rain is pouring, the mist is thick, and the lawn is strewn with minced leaves shredded from the trees. Over the fence, dejected cows are looming out of the mist, having forgotten to lie down last night before the rain started, and save themselves some dry grass to lie on.
An English summer, then!

Preparing to form a bovine pyramid
With apologies to all my chums here - I've been very busy with work and haven't had any spare time to see what you've all been up to
EllieGant
Great picture!
And isn't it dire! I can't believe a month ago I was wondering if the water butts were about to run out.