The march of the upsidey downsy drying stooks

Amazingly temp descended to 12c after two nights ago being stuck at 31c - like swimming in a beautiful pool of charmed water. And only up to 31today with a northerly breeze of Atlantic air.


All potatoes now lifted and clamped under soil and my innovation of cuttings on top - see extra. Hope the Carabinieri don’t come out on a buried-in-back-garden call. I could just imagine Montalbano’s Catarella puzzling over that.

August forecast is for more searing heat and thunderstorm interludes in north. Today it felt like autumn’s approach, particularly as tractors and wood trailers are suddenly everywhere on the roads.

A last extra for this grass the spear-headed seed shafts of which I am forever picking out of my socks.

And lastly AMOC - the Atlantic Meridional Overturning Current. I looked into this and seems collapse this century is suddenly on the cards.