Check out our sunflowers!! Sweeney's Grandad nurtured these fine specimens from seed. They're on the wane now, though, and birds have harvested a swag of the seeds already. But they've given us, and all the people who walk past the house every day, a blast at just how huge and happy-looking they are. Sweeney's appointed himself Minister of Watering.
In other news, it feels like summer is truly on the way out. A wintery blast, with wind that snapped one of the supports for the shade sail, has hit town. Broke out the raincoats yesterday. Thinking about firing up the slow cooker for something warming for tomorrow night's dinner. It's dark at 6am now. I'm thinking about putting my slippers on.