Mushrooms popped up all over our front lawn overnight. We usually have a few, but never so many as this year. I suppose the dreadful wet August is to thank.
As seems to happen every year, the first signs of autumn appear before we’ve even been on our summer break. I suppose it serves us right for preferring to take our holiday in September, when all the schools are back. I wonder how many kids will still be about this very non-standard year. Quite a few, I expect.
