Thirty three and rising.

 

It is far too hot to do anything at all outside so here I am immersed in Photoshop and Manga studio. I am turning into a lizard so next week go to the big city to see a dermatologist. I don't even sunbathe, what a swizz.

Tomatoes, figs, grapes, raspberries ripening. Small birds lining up for free breakfasts.

Ratbag sis and bro

The pumpkins have gone insane. They are huge already. By halloween they will be the size of Shetland ponies.
The street is unearthly quiet. Not a squeak from Henry next door since he came back. The invisible wife now has a very smart racing bike. Apart  from that, I know nothing.