Still bloomin'

It's an Indian Summer allright; seemingly to end imminently.

Whatever does transpire over the next week or so I think we can all agree it has been an absolutely cracking summer. I've not had a cricketing one like this for six or seven years and on my wanders around Stroud there seem to be enough fruit to satisfy foragers like myself (of which there are many in this wonderfully bonkers place I'm in love with) and the birds, insects and smaller mammals that depend on them.