It's been a hard and complicated row to hoe this summer, but it's easing. The days are getting shorter making that last bit of strong light at the end of the day so sweet it's almost unbearable.
The draught and high temps have made me wonder if we'll have a true autumn this year but I'm praying for one however brief. I need that time of transitioning to reset my bodyclock and my mind. But I'll try not to get too far ahead of myself. There is too much to love about the moments at hand; tomorrow will take care of itself.