What a strange summer it's been. Here we are with just over a week left until the first day of September, and the first day of school, and I could count on one hand how many times we've been to the beach. (Have I said this before?) I feel as though I've spent the whole time waiting for the sun. I don't think we are alone in this, and I also remember the same thing happening last year too. And our five days in the west was, let's say, a monsoon experience!
What is going on!
So, this evening I crept out between the showers and had a little poke around our poor neglected garden. The grass hasn't been cut in I don't know how long, as it's been so wet, and what a surprise to find summer and autumn hand in hand amongst all the dripping foliage.
I don't know at all at all....