And the start of August Bank Holiday week-end, traditionally awful weather and, if today is anything to go by, this week-end will not break the mould.. It is cold, windy and wet. As I write clouds of rooks are soaring across the garden and the field behind it, blown this way and that by a strong wind. I have the central heating on and last night had the electric blanket on for the first hour after retiring.
I am having a quiet day today after all the activity yesterday - and am enjoying it. Living alone can often be a lonely experience but when visitors arrive and there is a fun day then the next day is usually pleasant - no food to think about because there is plenty left, no tidying up or dusting or hoovering - because it has all just been done. And old friends like yesterday's are always a joy to see.
I don't expect to see the two men working on my patio this week-end. It is a holiday week-end and I can't see the weather being miraculously more clement by tomorrow. Still it will all get finished one day (I hope). In the meantime I must begin to look for possible conifers and evergreen shrubs to plant.
I have just researched a chunky soup recipe for next week and added the vegetable ingredients to my Tesco delivery order for Tuesday. I have a Zoom with friends in the morning and then I shall drive down to the kitchen shop in our little town and hopefully buy some plastic containers so that I can cook enough each week to eat for two days and freeze the rest - good warming winter food.
There go the rooks again - not sure whether they are enjoying the experience of being swept across the sky or whether they would just like to go home to bed.
See you tomorrow.