Had a little fun painting this birdie - a reminder to be kind
It's been too hot to sit in my study and type up posts. I'm actually sitting here dressed only in my swimming costume - I must look very funny, in my blue polka dot cossie. Luckily the family have gone to bed, although how much sleeping anyone will do is questionable.
When I was a little girl summer also smelt of wet grass and molten tar. We had hot days, but every afternoon at about four the sky would grow very dark and then roar in anger and spit out big saucer size drops of rain. It doesn't happen anymore. Climate change is a reality.
They say it will rain towards the end of the week, I hope it does, we need the relief. Isn't it funny how we talk so much about weather if life?