Midsummer

You could be forgiven for thinking that it was mid September rather than midsummer. That was the thought that crossed my mind when I was somewhat drunkenly, walking the dog around the village yesterday evening in the thick drizzle. This year seems to be turning out to be particularly dismal in terms of weather and it is a worrying thought that we are now past the longest day and before long we shall see the nights drawing in again and we shall be on the high road to winter. One can only hope that July and August may prove to be drier and warmer than what we have been experiencing so far this summer and that we shall not be looking back come autumn wondering where the summer went.