Sun

After two dreadful months of heavy rain in which large parts of the country flooded, we have had a run of sunny weather, and I feel cheerful and optimistic again.

This morning, I arose at six thirty and while our tea was brewing in the pot, I hung out the washing on the line, for the first time for weeks. The lawn needs mowing, as it has been too wet since early June. I wrinkled my toes in the long grass. A goldfinch perched on the dead shrub next door, then twittered. The city hum was vaguely audible in the cool still air and the damp clothes hung limply, lit from the east. Perhaps it's summer.


:o)