No mist here, and no fog, but it is cold. Colder than a usual July it feels. The big hoodies are on, last night I had to put a jacket on to walk the dog. Ok, it was midnight or so, but still. It was windy, rainy and cold. Is that our summer over? Two weeks in June was it? The wind has not ceased for weeks and now I’m sitting back at the window, where I actually prefer, I can see the trees moving to my left, to the east constantly through the thick haze of red rose incense.