Introduction


Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?

Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?

It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.

Sunday, 31 August 2014

Last Day of Summer

With September starting tomorrow and my wife and son heading back to school and college next week, I regard today as the last day of summer, an ominous sign being the line of swifts perched on the electricity cables as I looked out of the back door this morning, so after a quick tidy up of the front garden (more hoovering leaves and straw than cutting grass) and some lunch, the best option was to take advantage of the sunshine, stillness and (for once on a Sunday) quiet to just sit out and let time pass; there won’t be many more opportunities before the climate catches up with the calendar.

No comments:

Post a Comment