I am sitting in the kitchen looking out of a large window, watching th trees swaying in the breeze, with just a hint of yeloow about them.
The rain is sluicing down, I can hear it as it hits the windowpanes. and the water is dripping off next door's roof. The lawn is completely green again.
After all those windless relentless days of sun and no movement, it is lovely to see nature alive again.
Come the weekend I will start wearing winter clothes and we will stop eating salads and return to soup, sandwiches and baked potatoes.
Isn't it marvellous that summer is over!
Last letters become first - March 26


although having said that, I do hate extreme heat these days.
