Just before dusk last night, I took this photo out in the garden. A hot and sticky end to a hot and tiring sticky day. As much as I have tried to embrace summer this year I really can't wait for it to be over. I am jealous- yes jealous of people who manage to 'escape' their normal routine by going on holiday and doing 'fun' things. A staycation means that I feel guilty doing 'nothing' and my husband sees it as a chance to catch up on boring but necessary D.I.Y around the home. It has been like this for years. The house is so full of tension you could almost pierce it with a knife and let the scream out. Each year I tell my son 'it will be different next year' but it never is. It just gets more intense.
Today is predicted to be another hot and humid day. I think I just might dig myself a garden cave so I can hide away inside.