THE GREEN, GREEN GRASS OF HOME:

As Tom Jones sang, when you think how dry it was in the Summer ! Camel grey. We've had very heavy rain nearly all day, but miraculously round 4pm it brightened up for 10 minutes. I shot out & got this quick blip, pearls still on the tree ! Now it's raining again so I've had another frame fiddle ! Amazed at the colours in the garden, & low fog has blotted out the mountains.

I think I'm 'tennised' out today. Three hours of pre-recorded had me on the edge of my seat. Secretly I hoped this was the year Djokovic could pull it off, but Nadal out played him. He gives me the stitch with all his little mannerisms, forever plucking at his bottom etc. but he is always so humble & gracious when he wins, so I admire him for that. And he didn't throw his racquet like Novak Djokovic did.

I apologise I haven't looked at your blips today. You must forgive me for being so tardy. Tomorrow I will be on the ball. No tennis !