This was the scene yesterday. I was by the sea and swam in warm gentle waves. I read some of Wolf Hall and sat with bare arms and legs enjoying what might be my last swim this year. It was glorious.
And today about the same time this is what I am looking at. Tommy’s first wet walk.
Everything changes. The leaves that are green turn to brown. Enjoy it all as much you can. It’s over far too quickly.
And while I am on this theme.
Off now to watch Strictly with my daughter, stir ( and eat) some risotto and help put the boys to bed.