After the departure of family, it grew ever more muggy. With the arrival of evening came rain, steady enough to water the garden, but not enough to clear the air (yet). Already missing Bug Pugglesworth and co. But all towels and bedding dried on the line and already ironed and in the airing cupboard.
This solar light is the sole survivor of some I bought a few years ago. It's sitting in a rose pot illuminating, on the right, a fuchsia that I grew from a cutting and, on the left, a lonicera (I think?) that I also grew from a cutting, and that I'm trying to trim into the shape of a giant snail.