Our beautiful son was born last week, weighing in at 6lb 13oz.
September has danced past like a dream, and here we are creeping into October already.
The August Bank Holiday weekend gave us two days of good gardening weather, before a damp windswept Monday that drove us back indoors.
Another trugful of tomatoes from the greenhouse, too many to enjoy raw, have been processed for the freezer.
We are currently enjoying one of my favourite crops of summer.
We woke to gentle rainfall this morning, the long hot weeks of sunshine finally faltering to give way to a greyer day, the morning laced with light rain: a temporary reprieve by all accounts and therefore all the more welcome.
What better way to start a day off work than with an early morning trip to the beach?
Through these long hot summer days, the garden has filled out, knitting across any lingering gaps with a gentle progression of colour.
A couple of days after returning from our recent week away, we lost our beloved cat Xander: another casualty to our ‘quiet’ country lane.
For a week we swapped our hills for the rather more impressive peaks of the Austrian Alps.