Monday, July 24

Barefoot in the yard

It makes a difference when the sun shines. I’m convinced we’d be a different country – a different people, if it deigned to appear more often. Let’s hear it for global warming. I’m struck by how different tea tastes in the open air – reminds me of those Sutton Park summers, the tented tea urns. Our second nest of swallows has fledged, adding to the flight circling above. Masses of butterflies and dragonflies too. And while we’ve seen the best of the fox gloves, purple heather has begun to appear amongst the furze.

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