the sky is white again with clouds. seems as though i haven't seen a blue sky for weeks on end, the sky seems too low for summer, it's so close i can practically touch it. at least the air is cool and not muggy. the thundery days have passed and the ants have mostly stopped flying. the sparrows are bold nowadays. theres one in particular, he must be young, just born this year. he's got more intense chestnut-brown feathers than i've ever seen on a sparrow. when i'm sat out in the garden reading he'll fly down near my, hop about, perching precariously on plants that are barely strong enough to hold his weight. he doesn't seem afraid of me so long as i don't move suddenly.