Summer with a foretaste of autumn

I went to Jack's to pick him up, as we'd arranged for him to eat with us this evening, and arrived while he was finishing off a flute lesson.
So I wandered down the garden in search of potential blip opportunities while I was waiting. The grapes in the greenhouse caught me eye: not ripe yet, but well on the way. Hinting at September on the horizon.
Jack will be off to Greece on Friday, joining Marianna and Frieda for the rest of the month. Ruth, Josh & the boys are away camping this week. I really miss them all ... though I'm also glad they're getting some holiday at last.