Nectarine

It's been a wet wet day.. and strangely, even though we live in a prettywet part of Scotland, everyone has forgotten what rain is like.

I had lunch with a lovely lady, a piano teacher and artist. As we sat at her kitchen table, eating soup and putting the world to rights, I wished I could take her photo for my blip. But I had made the conscious decision to leave my phone
in the car.

So here is a nectarine. I've eaten several of these every morning for the last dry summery weeks. It'll be porridge weather soon, I guess...