I've put a new header picture at the top of the blog. Since I am settled in London for some stay-at-home writing projects, I thought I might as well post a more local picture. It shows neighbours at the annual party in our communal garden which took place during the "hot spell" we had recently. For several years now, the party has involved various people running stalls - cakes, books, bric-a-brac and so on - to raise money to maintain the garden.
It had been getting harder and harder to find people to run the stalls, and last year, tempers frayed and people started storming out ... so this year we chilled. There were a couple of gazebos and a couple of tables, and people brought food and drink - plus a donations pot - and music. And friends, pets, children and barbecues. No stalls. No fuss. .
We had great food from all over the world, my favourites being a Middle Eastern aubergine dish and some sweets from Brazil, which were like truffles but made of mashed fresh berries, and covered in chocolate. Plus a massive bowl of lovely and deceptively alcoholic Pimms that included several pounds of chopped fruit and cucumbers.
There was company and music, drums, guitars, and one guy had a professional jazz band which played into the evening. The weather was good otherwise it might have been a flop, but as it was, everyone agreed it was one of the nicest parties in recent years. Sometimes it's good to let go...
I saw this sky recently. I don't know what weather it means. Do you?