We are having a typically disappointing summer in our patch of the UK. It happens every year. We get some proper summer days in June and July, then as soon as the schools break up for the six-week holiday, it all goes pear-shaped.
Today is particularly dismal. Grey, drizzly and actually quite dark. So I looked back on the photos I took during my "girls weekend" in Le Grand-Pressigny at the beginning of August and these flower pictures cheered me up.
This is a dahlia that Nick planted last year. It was not in bloom when he saw it in July. I hope it stays in flower for another couple of weeks so he can see it for himself.
This begonia was an afterthought - a few plants were grabbed hurriedly when we packed the car for our trip in May. We stuffed them in our French garden wherever there seemed to be a space. Nick hasn't seen this in bloom yet, either.
For myself, I am somewhat disappointed that it isn't a lovely warm, sunny day today. But it really doesn't matter that much. I am off work today. In fact I am off work every Friday from now on. I now work a three-day week. So it doesn't matter if it chucks it down, life is good.
(However, if the weather man would send us some someshine, I would be ever so pleased.)