Half way through September and it feels like Summer is here to stay. Fruit has ripened and wizened on it's branches as the sun beats down and scorches the earth. Barely any rain has fallen for weeks on end but for some unknown reason, my garden is thriving. Flowers are in abundance, sweetcorn is fattening and next years allium bulbs are pushing up through the parched ground. The children leave for school dressed in long sleeved shirts and thick jumpers but return home with knitwear stuffed in bags and shirts hanging out. The days are hot and the nights heavy. It is blissful and I love every minute!
H2 is settling well in his new school and on the whole seems to be enjoying it. He has been invited to join the after school drama group, also starting next week and on the same night as my line dancing class. If I juggle things about a bit and eat my tea in very small bites, I can just about manage to do it all. I really don't want H2 to miss out on something he may love but neither can I give up line dancing. I absolutely love it and it is fair to say I am completely addicted to it. I dance about at home, practising the new dances we have learnt. The boys banish me to the kitchen saying I am way too embarrassing to do it in the lounge where I can be seen. The kitchen is quite small, so I have to keep my steps tight in order to fit them in without crashing into the cupboards or kicking the washing machine. Better than not doing it at all though and it really lifts my spirits, even if they are not really flagging in the first place. Half an hour of dancing is seriously good exercise but it gives such a huge buzz. That alone has a massive benefit to health.
Have a lovely day, what ever you do and thank you for reading.xxx