We wait and wait, yearning to take off our coats and macs and when Summer eventually comes every warm sunny day becomes precious and to be treasured. After a very wet winter, spring and summer rain continued to flow endlessly, the countryside and gardens stayed forever green. No scorched earth this year, the wildflowers kept flowering when people stopped cutting verges and no mow May allowed the buttercups to flourish. It was a good year for buttercups!
Ox eye daisies covered roadside banks and roundabouts; pink rosebay willow herb followed by purple loosestrife coloured the greenness; blackberry flowers turned into delicious fruit.
A few mini, short lived heatwaves came and went with strong winds to follow.
Strange weather – or has it always been this way?
There are Christmas cards in shops already! but apples are still ripening and waiting to be picked. The sun sets earlier every day but the clocks don’t go back until the end of October. Roses are still blooming but leaves are gradually changing colour, the season of mists and mellow fruitfulness is waiting in the wings.
Summer is going… but not just yet.
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