8th June 2017

It has been a day of changeability, of sudden bursts of rain followed by bright sunshine and clouds that promise more rain later. The back garden is littered with shredded leaves from the beech trees in next door’s garden, victims of the high winds over the past few days. I watch as a tortoiseshell cat, barely out of kittenhood, wanders into the garden and proceeds to pounce on one wriggling leaf after another. The plants are cowed by the rain, fat with it, sagging, but they will recover. For now it is nice to sit inside and watch everything change from one moment to the next, none of it controllable or manageable, just the world doing what the world does whether people want it to or not.

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