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.