Another scorcher

Not a good night.  It was hot and we could have done with the windows open, but the son of the family two doors along had a very noisy party with music thumping out, and it was way past two thirty before it stopped.

Too hot to do anything today, except wash the winter duvet.  Unfortunately the washing machine didn’t spin it due to its weight, so we dragged it outside and over the washing line.  It’s now dry and hanging over the gallery landing before I put it away.

The big poppies are out and the bees are visiting, but I do like these summer anemones.