Is summer ending?

Around this time always feels like the new year for me. I don’t think I ever grew out of the school year, really. I don’t find the 1st of January very inspiring. Plus, when I was a younger adult, there were always interesting evening classes to join. Some which stand out have included astronomy, and film studies. Not sure these are available to the same extent these days, so thoughts turn to online. Thinking about an open access course in Italian.
Meanwhile I think we often still have some lovely mild sunny days in September. Here I am in the cemetery behind my house, and the trees in the background are those behind my house. I do love to see the rosebay willowherb at this time of year. Including the straggly white fluff when it goes to seed.
Later in the afternoon we had a terrific thunderstorm - the loud claps of thunder seemed to last a long time - but I didn’t see any lightning. I’m so glad that Portia doesn’t get scared - I know some cats and dogs are very frightened.