Midsummer days

The plums in the front garden are turning red and purple. Soon we'll pick them up and make a jam. At dawn I don't hear the birds singing their aubade anymore. The days are mostly rainy but it's more like a tropical rain and I love it. One good thing, the plants are flourishing. The potatoes are almost ready for harvest and the blackberries are getting bigger.

On the way to work the fields of barley and wheat have turned gold as if they have absorbed enough sunlight. The foliage are turning dark green.

School is out and children are in the park. I love summer!