Monday, July 29

YEAR:  2019 | Tags:  | | |

Garden, Sundö, 15:46


This summer’s toy: a Fatboy hammock that Irma bought me for my birthday. I have used it more than I would have thought possible.

It doesn’t work like a traditional hammock, in that it doesn’t keep threatening to tip you out. Rather the opposite: once in it refuses to let you out.

Over the past forty eight hours I read two thrillers. Overnight the temperature dropped about twelve degrees.