I think that I've been spending far too much time in the garden . . . I'm starting to read "signs" in the flowers.
After two months of pastel lushness, tall red poppies are springing up everywhere. I don't remember planting them. Perhaps they seeded themselves?
Over the last week, the burning sun has scorched the edges of flowers and grass. The Met Office has issued its first heatwave alert. We can't sleep for the early morning light and the suffocating heat.
The colour red, as you probably know, has the longest wavelengths of light. Summer seems to be gathering its energy. The long days are intense with it.
Red is also the colour of anger -- and love. Our weekend was emotionally jagged; the heat builds up, and then there are storms.