Bliss

At our old house (which we still own) we've had a brief break between renters and it's allowed us to spend a couple of afternoons by the pool. What utter bliss to lie, with few sounds other than rippling water, and read. I'm really enjoying Flight Behaviour by Barbara Kingsolver and its tone suited my mood perfectly today.

Our holidaymakers return tomorrow so we have to give the house, pool and garden back. But it's been a momentary joy.