And here it is… towards the end of summer. The sun begins to set a little earlier and rise a little later. My French lavender and alliums are finished with their blooms and the bumble bees have moved on.
Tomorrow is my birthday and I will be 60.
AP asked me what I wanted to do for my birthday and I told him that I wanted to go to London to look at museums and have a meal at the Duck & Waffle, which is a restuarant atop of one of the tallest buildings in the city and offers a fabulous view of London.
Later he apologetically came to me to inform me that the only reservation he could get was for 4:15 in the afternoon. With a wave of my hand I assured him that 4:15 is perfectly fine with me. “It will save me from getting indigestion if we don’t have a late dinner.” There’s the double bonus of getting back to our house at a decent hour so that I can go to bed early. Huzzah.
I hope you’re all having a wonderful summer.