This morning, walking across the garden to feed the pigs, I would have sworn that it was October.
It was beautiful - the valley was hazy with cloud the hills rising above it, all the plants glistened with water droplets and spiders' webs.
It was beautiful but there was no way that it was August.
Saturday was HOT. I fear it may we have been the summer.
I am making things for Christmas photoshoots so I fear I have brought it all on mysef!