Someone has been asleep on her back. The flattened hair is the clue. I choose not to say anything.
Chilly this morning. For the first time in five months our morning walk round the village is delayed while I layer up.
By the crossroads a field of late planted sunflowers still in bloom. All the others have dried out and are turning brown. The year having drifted slowly into high summer has now picked up its pace and is racing towards autumn.
Todays croissant a good 9.2/10. We are the only customers at the cafe. By the time we leave the suns rays are just developing a pleasant warmth.
Back in the village The New Mayor has opened up the town hall for a start of day marriage. At least 30 people are crammed into an office that can sensibly hold 6. Angus wonders why, amid a resurgent pandemic, TNM hasn't switched the ceremony to the village hall where there is plenty of room ?
Weird but strangely kool - luv the music :
Alternative choral :