form up. stay alert.

From this end, it seems like way more than a year ago that we had our last sleep in the flat. Perhaps it's because we moved in when it was all bright and sunny and Mayish that it's making it seem all familiar; soon the wee front porch will start to smell of hot paint and wood in the afternoons, the loft will become a source of warm rather than cool air and I'll have to find somewhere else to sit to be able to read as the sun will be in my eyes when I sit at my end of the sofa.