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Date: 25 July 2012 12:35:11
I don't think, even as a poet, that I could put into words the weather in recent weeks. Seeing people in some parts of the countriy dealing with being flooded out several times in the same number of weeks. Seeing the damage done to crops and therefore livelihoods. My mother makes pickles, chutneys and preserves (her marmalade is amazing) but I think we'll be lucky if there is any strawberries around at Pick Your Own sites for us to pick for her to make jam. I fany have grown, the price will most likely be high because so many more crops have failed cos they're been waterlogged.
I was very glad to see the sun. It just makes you feel so much better, although it won't repair the damage done. We cancelled a church fundraiser, but it was actually sunny for part of the morning on the day, so consequently we have had much chucking of toys out of the pram, if you take my meaning. You think kids are better sulkers than adults...you should meet some of our church members. There's been a lot of stirring behind the scenes...it's just like old times...that I thought we'd all grown up and left behind years ago!