Farewell to June

According to the calendar, June has been chugging along now for 30 days.

I'm not quite sure where it has gone, although I'm vaguely aware large chunks were spent writing until my fingers bled and gazing upon a pewter sky, hoping for a slither of sunshine.

July holds some aces up her sleeve, including a long-awaited week in London. And much packing and upheaval. But August, how I wish you would hurry up and show your face so we can board that big silver bird and flee the UK.

(Pic: Eileen Lonergan)