Home again. Where it really does feel like the end of summer … it sounds at all hours as though the cicadas are frenetically playing their violins! But at least fears of the garden drying up during my absence have proved groundless. Indeed, perhaps perversely, there seems to have been a great deal of rain … the lawn is unexpectedly green & lush … the (outdoor) tomatoes & zucchini look a little the worse for wear … though the largest marrow would be a fitting entrant in a harvest festival! … and gnawing pests have been enjoying themselves overly on the silver beet & cauliflower. But the only real casualty has been the indoor tomato plant … dried up and keeled over. Such a shame, but this season the tomatoes do seem to have been jinxed anyway.