How the heck have we crested into the second half of the year? Over lockdown, I’ve had some days that feel compressed, and other days that seem endless. I’m starting to think that my mind misses the change of scenery when commuting to the office. But then I remember I save 3 hours daily by not commuting
I had the thought that moving out of London would make me more tuned into the changing of the seasons. I could not be more wrong. The month of May was the wettest on record. So far, June has seen glorious uninterrupted sunshine and cold rain.
A large part of my garden is shaded by tree cover and that seems to have the effect of limiting the amount of water my garden needs when it is hot. The patch of land next to my house is not so lucky and it has gone from lush green to a tinder-dry yellow in the space of a fortnight.