We know that in September, we will wander through the warm winds of summer’s wreckage. We will welcome summer’s ghost.
As usual as soon as the school term begins we have a wonderful spell of warm dry weather. The mornings start with a bite, but before long out comes the sun. The wasps are gorging themselves on the fallen apples and the trees are beginning to turn.
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This is not going to be a good year for our apple tree. But luckily my neighbour has a glut so if I need any all I have to do is walk next door. Mark is relieved, less windfalls to pick before he can mow.