June 28, 2008
Another day on earth, the turmoiled English sky tumbles above my head, I hope it doesn't rain – my laundry would get wet, again. Tomatoes are doing well in the greenhouse in the back yard, and we'll have lots of onions this autumn. I'm sipping tea dressed optimistically in a summer skirt, even though the summers here are not like the ones I am used to, when you stand out on the pavement when it rains and take in the freshness and the thunders. And yet, I have become so English – when at loss for topics, I write about the weather!