I was busy taking cloud photos this morning. At least they are different every day. This morning we have the fluffy white ones, which I quite like – not so monotonous. Yesterday was a monsoon day and the rains came down. In the late afternoon, however, the sun broke through and I was planning in the back of my mind, perhaps a short walk with the camera in the early evening. After the evening meal I was still thinking about it when I heard the pitter patter of the rain on the scaffolding surrounding our appartment block, so it was yet another evening at home with a computer, a Kindle and in between a TV. What an exciting life I lead.
Today the weather experts said it would be warmer and sunny and up to now it looks like it, although I do not trust them. They just say those things for propaganda reasons to make us feel better.
As I have not been places and seen things lately, the week-end exile of a golden oldie, I can only offer a view from the kitchen window of my garden through the scaffolding. It all has a certain Autumn expectancy at the moment. My sedum is flowering after working on it throughout the year and the black eyed susans have also managed to conquer the foundations of the scaffolding – where there is a will there is a way. One of the advantages of the building work is that I now have a new place to arrange the few remaining indoor plants on the scaffolding, although they are no longer as enthusiastic as they were.
And that’s that: no shopping trip today and the only excitement this morning is to iron the washing from yesterday and cook lunch. Who knows, I might drag myself out this afternoon to take a few photos.
Enjoy your Sundays wherever you are.