Tales of a British expat, transplanted into the lush Tennessee countryside. Lover of old, time-worn, and antique. Tea-drinker, flower-grower, animal-nurturer.
Sunday, September 6, 2020
Summer is fading fast, last night the temperatures dropped to the perfect sixty degree range, and finally the humming of the air conditioner was silenced.
School children have once again returned to their classes, albeit on a staggered schedule, and towns are slowly rolling out their sidewalks, to gently encourage some kind of normalcy.
The rhythm of life continues......