Stormy weather

Alas, I can't recall the lyrics of this lovely song. But stormy weather is here. In many ways. Friends getting together, friends breaking up, and as I type the sky is being lit by lightning whilst I listen to Mike Harding's broadcast from last weekend's Cambridge Folk Festival. It's a lovely festival but I'm happy I was at Pride.

And here in our little nest all is snug, safe and peaceful. For which I give heartfelt thanks.