The weather gods are laughing at me as I write this because the forecast temperatures for the rest of this week are all under 20 degrees Celsius. Nonetheless, look at what we experienced only a few days ago:
It has been glorious being able to don summery clothes again, sans warm jerseys or jackets, and even to walk around the house barefoot early in the morning without feeling chilly. Winter often has the last laugh though, for the end of August/beginning of September can be very cold indeed.
There has been no rain and so our garden is practically crisp and devoid of colour – except for this very last colourful leaf hanging onto the Virginia creeper: