Sticky Day

Yesterday was a golden, warm, bright fresh day; today has been the exact opposite, sultry and sticky and overcast.  I find this sort of weather quite oppressive, heavy on my chest, the sort of weather that gives headaches.  And then the sun will shine for a moment and threaten the heaviness, but it will pass.  

We discovered yesterday that the broccoli are being devoured by cabbage white butterflies, and we have seen a number of these in the garden.  The tiny chard are now heavily protected.  The courgettes alone seem invulnerable to attack.