I told someone recently that I didn't like summer, but that's not really the exact truth...
I don't like hot weather (unless I can go swimming) and I have grass allergies.
Which means mostly during the month of July I come home from work and sleep or read.
Reading gives me space to rest.
I fall into it like comfort food.
This weekend we've had rain and the pollen count is down.
I've knit myself some wings...