25 July 2026

 These are things I'll miss about the summer days in Belgium while I'm back in Cambridge:

Being in water. 

In the pool I feel like my pigeon friend in the courtyard trough, immersing my whole body and flapping my wings in abandonment, for the joy of moving through water -

The solid, layered, ringed beauty of stones, millions (more?) years old, baking in the sun -

The view from under the fig tree in the late afternoon - 

The jungle of green at the bottom of the garden (though this was taken before the big clean up around the great oak tree!) -

The view from the sofa -

The view from the kitchen window, with a good steak sizzling in the pan - 

I'm glad that before I left, we potted the new agapanthus in more soil - 

Next time I come, this blue one will be in full flower -

The view through the sun-shade from my train window -

Arriving at St Pancras. Here we are again.