My wife likes to sleep in on days off. I tend to wake up the same time every day. Earlier sometimes if I’m at work by five, but otherwise, naturally, around 5.30 - 6.00 am. If I sleep later, it’s never beyond 7 am unless I’m unwell. Anyway, I leave her sleeping unless we’re going out somewhere.
7.30 am Sunday morning. The garden has been watered. Coffee has been brewed. Wife is still snoring upstairs. I’m sitting on the patio, and there’s a whole lot of birdsong going on, and the noise of aircraft in the background every so often. There’s a cool breeze.
It is still a warm day here, but it’s a few degrees down on yesterday at this time. Itdoesn’tfeel quite so humid either.
Last day at the salt mine for a couple of days. Of course the weather will turn dodgy tomorrow, I bet!
It’s another warm day in London, but it seems to be just a few degrees lower than yesterday at this time.
I’m very much a coffee drinker. Americano or Espresso, nothing added. However, I’ve got an abundance of lemon balm growing in the garden, so I thought I’d steep some leaves and see how that turns out. It’s actually quite refreshing on such a warm day, and does make a change from coffee!