Who ordered an early autumn?
Honestly, when we had a lovely June I thought we'd get a proper summer this year, then July was miserably wet, and August appears to have disappeared and we're having an early September. On the plus side, it's really putting me in the mood for my trip to Spain later this year. We usually go to Spain in the autumn, and this year we're having a couple of days in Madrid, as I really want to visit El Escorial, the palace, and then we're heading up to Zaragoza for a few days. I don't have any firm plans there, and I'm trying not to make any - I want it all to be a surprise, and to be able to do things as the mood takes us. There will be art, there will be beautiful buildings, and there will be tapas, but exactly what and when will remain a mystery.
In the mean time, my tomatoes are growing well. I don't have a greenhouse, so they're on the patio, and while they're all still green there are a lot of them. Hopefully some will be ripe by the end of the month. The apples are already coming off the tree. I've also cut up a couple of logs, ready for lighting the fire when the days get colder. At this rate it could be very soon - I need to cut more logs.
At least autumn will mean time to get my woolly jumpers and skirts out again. I've had enough of summer clothes (or, more accurately, a wardrobe full of summer clothes I can't wear). Are you looking forward to getting out the winter warmers again? I still haven't sewn the last sleeve on my 'It Cannot Fail To please' jumper; as with the logs I might need it sooner than expected, so should get on and do it. I actually dug out my thick black tights this morning.
Given how awful things in the news have been, this week I signed up to sponsor a woman affected by war with Women For Women. Stories coming out of the middle east about the treatment of the Yazidi women break my heart. Sponsorship will enable a woman to be supported, get an education/training, set up a business possibly, and that means it's not just she who benefits, but her children/dependent elderly relatives, and ultimately her community. WFW work in places like Bosnia, Iraq, South Sudan... I don't care where my 'sister' will be from, I just hope I'm able to help her, and to extend a hand of friendship - and I wish she didn't need me.
Anyway, that was an uncharacteristically serious ending. I hope you're having a good week, with apples and all good things ripening. And that all your woollies are moth-free!