Springing into summer
The weather is balmier now. Not too hot and not too cold. It has brought people outside as it always does. One of my near neighbours has taken up his alotted place at the top of the grassy bank. He’s a nice guy, no side to him and he’s had his share of tragedies. He’s a lot younger than me but has suffered the lost two of his children. During the pandemic he was a party animal which I did not always appreciate. He’s quieter now. But when Harry is out, it’s summer.