It's been raining all day, and the grass and trees and hedges seem to emit their own veridian glow, in the tiny patch of sunlight now left in the sky. I just caught a white-blue fork of lightning against the dim sky, which is a strange mix of amber and grey this evening as the sun illuminates the translucent, heavy clouds. The colours of the garden ( Read more... )

This is what I wrote when we were in the car, on the way to Gatwick ( Read more... )