|Il n'est pas long, le temps des cerises
||[May. 12th, 2017|12:42 pm]
Yesterday I believed in summer. I walked into town without a jacket, and I took my camera with me to photograph the bluebells down the road:
The first cherries had arrived at the greengrocer's, and there is still asparagus. And the long evenings seem to have arrived while I wasn't paying attention.
Today is cooler, grey and overcast. The radio warns me of heavy showers, thunderstorms, and Theresa May visiting the northeast.
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