Late Light

We have been fooled by the light.  We turn around and all of a sudden it is 9.30, 10 o'clock; a bite to eat and then it's time for bed.  Where did the day go? We have been fooled by how long the days are.  We have no television and use the evenings for gardening, contacting friends, reading.  Half a conversation on the phone overheard from the hall, the sound of birds outside, grey clouds floating like bruises on a whit-grey sky; but at twenty-to-ten at night it is still light.  

I love this time of year, although I only half look forward to the summer; perhaps like all  seasons I try and immerse myself in it and try and get as much from it as possible.  Yes, soft fruit and summer pudding!  Olives and tomatoes and meals outside; slower days, longer evenings, warmer nights.