Clouds

We've stopped at the park to watch the tractor cut the grass. During the late spring and through to the autumn, the grass gets cut on an almost weekly basis due to the popularity of the football (soccer) fields. I love the smell of freshly cut grass, and Little Man is enjoying watching the tractor.

We went into town to get a few bits and pieces that I forgot to get yesterday when we were in town. We ran into a friend of ours, with whom we had a quick chat.

We had thunderstorms last night, so the world is lovely and cool. There was this huge puddle along the route we walked, and I had to wait until there weren't any cars going past as many drivers don't realise how bad the spray can be when they drive through standing water (see the extra photo). We weren't too keen on getting a shower.