I remember the school summer holidays as hot; the endless sunny days stretched out in a pleasing fashion. These days the break seems much more turbulent and often not hot at all. Is it just my memory playing tricks on me, I wonder? As well as the obligatory trips to see relatives and sometimes seeing a friend, I do remember the weekly trips to the library where I would take out the maximum permitted books and take them home to read. There was a lot of reading. 

Here's some pictures from earlier in the month. Above a comma, below a ringlet butterfly.