Summer starts with a series of rainy days.
Not the summer we're used to, for sure.
But, I kind of like it. Makes it feel like the UK, just a bit, makes me miss the people there just a bit less.
I dug worms earlier today, to be used to paint.
And yes, they are real worms, as I just heard her say.
I'm in a bit of a daze, that pre-summer daze where nothing quite seems real.
So is it real? Or is it just a figment of the rain?