I haven’t had internet for two whole weeks. During this time the dog did hurt her paw and was not able to walk for three days but it still means I have lost 11 days of blogging! The past two weeks have been perfect English summer weather. The temperature has stayed below 25’C, so nothing too hot, but blissfully above 20’C, warm enough to walk and let the dog swim as the world becomes lush and green.
The green lane where we walk lives up to its title in the summer, and the river bank becomes so filled with grass and butterbur, rosebay willow herb and sticky goose grass, that it becomes almost impossible to walk to the river.
There are also nettles as high as my head, which doesn’t bother the dog, but I choose to avoid.
A sign of a hot day is this discarded baby sock. Hot little toes must have wriggled free or maybe this is part of the ‘where do odd socks come from?’ mystery.