Week Twenty Nine. English Summer.
The start of summer comes slowly to the English countryside. It’s days start to get just that bit longer and brighter although the sun is in no rush to heat the earth. One evening, still and calm the temperature in no way high enough to make jumping into the pool look attractive, but in the end the need to feel more than the comfort of warm clothes, to be outside and let the beauty like an evening like this soak right in, one just jump out of their comfort and into the icy cold water to be reminded of just how good it is too feel and to be alive.