August. . . . .

Black leaden skies,

or baking sun;

there is no happy compromise.  (PM 2017)

 

(As proved today – thunderstorms, hail, rain and hot sunshine.  I was soaked  helping on “the gate” at the local agricultural Show.   Then five minutes after the storms it was too hot to wear a coat. Car parks were a sea of mud when I left after my morning’s work).

More to follow. . . . .