Fluffy

We had perfect blue sky and the fluffiest white clouds through the middle part of the day. 

I've picked more aubergines and tomatoes, wished I had time to pick raspberries, and cut up and stewed some slightly damaged fruit, a mixture of apples, pears and damsons. P has been busy lifting potatoes and digging over the bed; we have a surprisingly good crop considering we have not watered them and it has been the driest of summers. They are not really big, plenty are small, but there are also a good number of quite reasonable sized ones. It's the first year for a while there has been no blight here - something to be thankful for amidst the desperately depressing politics and international anxieties.