Only four photos today, all of this damp hollyhock (isn't that a wonderful name!).
The advantage of being short of energy, as I am at the moment, is that I'm reading. Today I finished Elena Ferrante's Neapolitan quartet, which everyone else finished a decade ago and which I started before I went to Naples in May (so I'm not reading that fast!). Such a strange, compelling story. I can't say what it was that kept me reading about so very many damaged and damaging relationships, but I had to finish.