So long, summer

I think, sadly, it is time to say “so long” to summer. Since Tuesday I’ve been spending an increasing amount of time in school. and this has been coupled with a marked turn in the weather, and a return to rainy days.

But its been a magnificent summer. Greece was great, Nice was nice, Sam’s graduation was fun, and all of that before August, a hot, dry, month that just stretched out in front of us. (Almost) every day was dry and warm and I think the consistency just made it so magnificent – no thinking I must do that on Tuesday as it will be the only dry day. Although I’ve not done a lot, I don’t feel I wasted a day, sat inside, bored and with nothing to do but watch the rain outside the window. I’ve read a lot, and enjoyed being immersed in a good book; I’ve run quite a bit: 83 km in August (that will be pushed to 90 if I run tomorrow morning); I’ve refereed a number of games, mainly at Ashcott, but including a return to the Bridgwater Sunday league (albeit in a friendly) and I’ve enjoyed all the games I’ve done. My garden has been magnificent all summer, a source of joy, wonder and contentment at all times. I’m writing on a Saturday as tomorrow afternoon I need to go into school to meet and greet new Year 10 parents, and the term proper starts on Monday. I’d rather still be on holiday, but I do feel ready for the new school year, in part to see what it holds, I think it could be pivotal to my thinking for the next few years to come.

Sam has started work at school, working in the kitchens. It will be good for him to have some structure and routine, and to start earning some money. Sophie has had an offer accepted on a house, so that is really exciting; as a family it does seem like we are on the cusp of a new chapter in all our lives.

Summer clings on …

The weather has continued to be dry – I can’t recall the last significant rainfall – although it has been a little cooler this week, although has heated up again over the last couple of days, and tomorrow, to, promises to be a scorcher. But come Tuesday onwards, we are forecast rain at times for the rest of the week, so, whilst everything is still nice and dry, I decided to take the strimmer to the lawn and cut everything back. It does now look very barren and brown, but I’m sure it will green up again come some rain, and it (the lawn) has done its job since February, when the first daffodils gave us a splash if colour, through the flowering of the Love in a Mist in June, followed by the form of their seeds head providing some interest in driest of summers, when lawns have been less than green!

And with GCSE results published on Thursday, resulting in a very busy day or two at school, the sense that the wonderful summer is coming to a close was magnified.

But summer’s not yet quite done.

We’ve been out blackberrying again, and I am enjoying a few each morning on my cereal.

Sam is home, his jury service completed this week, and his future beginning to look a little more settled. He’s got himself a job at Millfield as a catering assistant, which will tide him over for a while whilst he works out what he wants to do.

We are getting used to having him back home – the washing machine seems to be in constant action. One morning a mountain of white socks appeared in the was basket. Duely washed and hung out to dry, there were to many to count, instead I decided to measure them – over 3 metres of socks!

I’ve also taken the opportunity of time + dry weather to clean all the guttering at the back of the house – a job I am pleased I have got done, so worth recording as I wonder when it will next need doing.

Blackberrying

The long hot summer continues and, on both Friday and Saturday evenings, Becky and I went for a walk on the Poldens, in part to enjoy the views and peace, and in part to pick some blackberries.

It is still early for blackberries, but the hot, dry weather we have had all summer has led to many things being “early” (if they haven’t just dried out and died) so we got a good haul of the berries.

It is so dry everywhere, the ground baked solid underfoot. It was beautiful and peaceful, I was surprised how few people we saw, particularly as the days had been too hot, so the cool of the evening was the time to step out. Not a problem, just an observation.

Earlier in the week (Thursday), when it was a little cooler I took the opportunity to trim the hedge out front. It always looks better when this job has been done.

Sam has been home this week on Jury service. Having been in on Monday and Tuesday to little avail, he sat on a trial on Wednesday, which spilled into Thursday. I think he’s actually found it quite interesting. The case closed on Thursday lunchtime, and he was released until Monday, so he and Poppy travelled up to London on Thursday evening, with Sam returning on Sunday evening for his second week of jury service.

And just because I can, and just because it is giving me so much enjoyment, here’s a couple of pics of the garden to finish with. I fear my water bill will be high this summer, but it will be worth it given how fresh and colourful my garden has been.

Birthday Boy!

Thursday was Sam’s birthday, and it was nice to have him home for the day (and Sophie was home, too). I do struggle to believe that he is 23 – that means I must be old!

The weather continues to be dry and warm – and its heating up again today, the start of a forecast heatwave. I include the above photo not so much for the majestic sight of a hot air balloon over the tor, but instead to document and record how dry the tor is. I am surprised that we are not subject to a hosepipe ban – I can’t remember the last time we had any meaningful rain – but I am taking advantage of the lack of a ban to keep my garden watered.

The garden is looking lovely, it is a haven and sanctuary and it has been wonderful to have the weather to “use it” every day this summer. I did buy some extra geraniums and bizzie lizzies from the garden centre at the bottom of the road to fill a few “holes” – a bargain at £1 for a tray of annuals. Hopefully the weather will continue long into September and beyond and they will continue to provide colour for a long time to come.

In this heat (and wind – it has been quite breezy on occassion) the sunflowers have needed a mid-day watering (not much, but some) to stop the looking all dried up and shrivelled.

I have a couple of pumpkins that have “taken” and are beginning to swell, the one above is the one out front and leading the way.

I spent a while yesterday repotting monstera plants, first the four that Dani from school gave me at the end of term, and then, having practiced on them, I tackled the monster monstera in Sam’s room.

I am quite pleased with the results, it looks much more “organised” and plant like in its new (bigger) bowl and suitably supported.

Anniversary!

Today is our 29th Wedding Anniversary – we don’t do gifts, although I did get Becky these sunflowers, and she bought me a bar of chocolate – half of which has already been eaten, I fear it will not last the night!

Despite an hour or so of drizzle today, and similar on Tuesday, it continues to be warm/hot and very, very dry. Since we’ve been here in Street, I can’t recall such a prolonged period of dry weather, I suspect we are into 1976 drought territory, and I am suprised that we haven’t (yet) been subject to a hose pipe ban. (Other regions in the country have)

It’s been good weather for figs, with Becky collecting a harvest on a daily basis. And whilst the lawn is baked brown and solid, with regular watering my plants have done well.

The sunflowers are blooming, and the insects are enjoying a daily feast of pollen. I have my first confirmed pumpkin that has set – surprisingly out the front where I threw in a couple of pumpkin plants along with some sunflowers, where the box bush had been, and yesterday I spotted the first in the back – the jury is still out, but I am hopeful that it has set and will start to swell in the next day or so.

The geraniums that seemed so small when I first planted them as plug plants have all grown and are flowering profusely, offset by the dainty lobelia. I’m glad I bought these and that they have survived the dry summer – probably only because Sophie, and then Sam, have been home for much of the time we have been away to keep them watered.

I’ve run a few times this week (and refereed once) and whilst my legs do ache after exercise, I do think that I am working my way back to some semblance of fitness. Need to keep it up, and keep getting the miles under my belt.

On Friday I went to a Spanish coffee morning in Street – it was good to use the language again, this is something I must keep up.

Nice Nice

In the early hours of this morning we made it home from a wonderful week in Nice. We flew out last Saturday evening, and spent the week based in a small resort: Cros de Cagnes about 15 minutes from the centre of Nice. The “town” we stayed in was lovely, 5 minutes from the train station giving us access up and down the coastline and we had a wonderful view from our apartment: across the road to the sea.

Breakfast everyday was a real treat: we found a boulangerie on the sea front 50 metres from our apartment and we soon settled into a routine with everyday beginning with a two coffees (each) and sharing three pastries, all for just a little over 10 euros.

I took the opportunity to swim daily, the water quickly deepening of a pebble beach. It was rarely flat calm, and on a few occasions, when the wind strengthened, the waves would crash against the shore, enough to deter Becky from swimming much. Both this week, and our fortnight in Greece, have reminded me just how much I just enjoy being in the (warm) sea. My happy place!

We hunted for heart shaped stones

and used the train to explore the coastline, visiting Nice (very Nice), Menton, Antibes, and even a day trip to Italy: Ventimiglia.

It was hot, perhaps at time too hot for exploring the towns and cities we did. We both loved the holiday – an extra, or add on, to our two weeks in Greece, and Becky, in particular, enjoyed trying to recall and use her schoolgirl French from 39 years ago (I struggled with the language – defaulting to Spanish, the realising this was wrong. Once I even found myself using Italian (arrivaderci) – no idea where that came from (this was before we had been to Italy for the day)) But, despite the wonderful art, clean streets and “typically French” architecture, I don’t think it did enough to knock Greece off our number one summer holiday spot.

Whilst we were away, Sam (& Poppy) had stayed at home, so my plants are well watered and the flowers beginning to bloom. After four very different weeks (2 in Greece, Sam’s graduation “week”, and a week in Nice) we are now home know for the rest of the summer, what feels like phase 2 of the summer holidays.

The Graduate!

On Thursday we went to Cardiff for Sam’s graduation – a 2:1 in History and Economics from Cardiff University. If truth be told, there were times when we thought this day would never come, so particularly proud of his achievement.

Joining us for the day of celebration was Sophie, Poppy and Smithy,

It was a great day – a “fun day” rather than a day of pomp and ceremony.

We’re very proud of him.

I’m posting a bit of synch, on a Saturday, as we’ve been away for two weeks to the Sporades (Alonnissos, Skopelos, and Skiathos) and had a wonderful time, and later today we head to Nice for a week.

We enjoyed lovely weather whilst away, it was also hot and dry here. Sophie came home to escape the heat, and helped keep the garden watered – its looking good.

Not sure how it will fare with another week of neglect, time will tell.

Plants, cinema, hedgehogs, and more!

This morning, whilst putting out the washing, I spotted a new flower in our wildflower lawn. For a week or two, I’ve noticed a tall plant growing in the lawn near the shed. I nearly pulled it out, think it was just a giant dandelion, but this morning it was sporting a few blue flowers, with many more set to bloom on its stems. Using the magic of Google Lens I have been able to identify it as Common Chicory. I like it, and would be happy for it to spread.

Its been a (very) hot few days and everything is growing well. My pumpkin plants are getting big and my sunflowers are beginning to reach for the skies – I erected the support pole in the week and already the first few are just reaching the second level. They all still look a long way from flowering, but that’s no problem – happy for that to be delayed until after we return from our hols.

On Tuesday evening Sophie came home, and then on Wednesday afternoon I collected Sam from Yeovil Junction station. On Thursday they both, along with Becky, went to Devon to meet her Mum and Dad for brunch.

On Thursday evening, Sam drove to Cardiff, returning on Friday with more of his stuff. After another scorchio day, they both travelled back to Cardiff on Friday evening. Sam is due to return (with the Micra!) on Thursday having vacated his house and left Cardiff and his student days behind him.

On Monday evening, at circa 10pm, whilst sat watching TV, I saw the daisy’s in the garden move – our hedgehog was back. We were able to watch it for some time, it went all along the back of the house, and then from the side of the house came a second ‘hog.

Last night, Becky and I went to see “The Salt Path” at the cinema (Strode) It was a little slow, but an enjoyable enough film. Have been thinking about it on and off since – probably more of a “long term” film than an in the moment film – not because I want to walk the south west coast path (I don’t) but more because it added fertiliser to the seed in my mind that germinated over the last six months: I won’t carry on working as I am/in my current role forever and I find myself, not regularly, but also not infrequently, thinking about what comes next and how do I manage that change.

Sam’s finished!

So after 4 years, a course change, and two different houses, Sam has finished university! He had his final exam on Friday, he think it went well, we now just have to wait until 2nd July to find out his grade. There were times (ie the first year) when we thought he wouldn’t complete university, swapping from Chemistry to History & Economics was the making of his degree and he does seem to have been engaged and interested in his studies, although he admits he is glad to have finished, and won’t be racing back into education anytime soon. What next? Who knows – like a modern day Dick Whittington, he’s going to head to London where the streets are paved with gold to seek his fortune.

Back here in sleepy Somerset the garden continues to look good. The Love in the Mist are beginning to go to seed, but the ox-eye daisies have bloomed to keep the interest going. It still takes a leap of imagination to see my sunflower seedlings go from the spindly things they are now into the big, bold, strong sunflowers I hope they become, but they do seem to be heading skyward. And the pumpkin seedlings have had a growth spurt and are looking strong and healthy, ready to swamp anything in their path.

Last Sunday was the first day of Summer – after the driest Spring on record, summer has not lived up to its billing, being mainly grey, often wet (big rain yesterday) and a little chilly.

On Thursday evening, circa 9.30pm, whilst sat watching telly I spotted a hedgehog that appeared near the shed and rooted around for a good twenty minutes or so. Last night we saw it again, it came from the far end of the shed, and ultimately returned to the compost bin area. A welcome visitor!

A Busy Week

Its been a busy, but ultimately, fulfilling week as half term draws to a close. Becky’s return from Scotland was delayed by a few hours, meaning it was about 1am on Thursday, her return coincided with an improvement in the weather so it was worth the wait – everything is better with her at home.

My Love in The Mist has burst forth in flower and is looking magnificent

I include the picture below for reference for next year – before it all flowers – to see where there are still patches to be planted.

On Friday I took delivery of the 60 (!) geraniums and 30 lobelia that I had ordered earlier in the year from Thompson & Morgan and have planted them up. Although small, they seem healthy and appear to have settled in well. I also planted the last of my sunflower and pumpkin seedlings out into the big, bad world – so far, so good.

Yesterday I nearly trod on a slow-worm whilst hanging out the washing: a pleasing addition to the garden

and then later on, a baby blackbird thudded into the kitchen window and lay stunned below the outside tap. Later in the day, it seemed to have perked off and we witnessed it flying away

Earlier in the week the Ka had its MOT – it initially failed on one rear tyre, but I’ve had all the tyres replaced (the other rear was also very worn, there was a nail in the front left causing a slow puncture) and on Wednesday I took the Micra to Cardiff for a fleeting visit to collect a load of Sam’s stuff. Its hard to think he is now in the last month of his student days (he has his final exam on Friday) and then the next chapter of his life will open – whatever that may hold.

For info purposes, yesterday we signed up for EasyJet Plus.

Today I ran 7K – having run 6K on Monday and Friday – I get the sense that my running mojo may be returning, something to nurture this summer (although annoyingly for the last two runs, Map My Run didn’t work, so I’ve got no splits data)

Back to work tomorrow – 4 short weeks, and then we’re off to Greece!