Last week I saw a shooting star; a Perseid, despite the urban light pollution and the hazy night! But I am feeling a bit withdrawn, and I’d much rather be at home again today. I had a very quiet weekend; read a lot, did some mending, and made five pounds of greengage jam. The rain kept me indoors a lot more than I’d planned (I got soaked on Saturday carrying my groceries home). I've finished A S Byatt’s “The Children’s Book” (terrific, but terribly sad) and am about halfway through re-reading “The Count of Monte Cristo” (which is terrific, too, but of course in a completely different way from the Byatt). Sometimes it’s good to have a really quiet patch, though; sometimes soul and body require it of one.
Back at work now, anyway; but still so tired that I’ll probably have an early night again. I want an easy supper and a good night’s sleep and a quiet day tomorrow.