This morning's impeccably clear sky. September starts tomorrow. And this is a September blue. I confess to feeling some terrace fatigue, hence not too many plant pictures from the 66 square feet. June is the month of delirium when everything is opening and richly coloured. August is more tedious, and by now one wants something a bit different.
A sky this blue often makes me feel like it's staring down at me, and it's a gaze that is hard to sustain...
ReplyDeleteHmmm, Most times I would agree. But this is an unoppressive blue.
ReplyDeleteI agree....August can be tedious, especially for those of us who really aren't at our best or happiest in the summer. I thrive under cooler temps...
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