From next door’s garden, chins wag as tales unfold, beneath china-blue skies. Where, screeching swallows turn on curved wings, to swoop upon insects skimming the indolent stream. Meanwhile, seagulls silently soar, seeking thermals, to surf the heat. As the summer clouds drift on by, above my hammock retreat.
In my hammock – Bath,UK – picture by M A Lossl