There are, of course, hollyhocks still out all over town - but our main flowerer has reached the top of her stem. This seems to be an unwanted symbol for the summer moving towards - well, if not an end, at least a point of seasonal no return. Today found Alice working on syllabi, in other words, and me gloomily contemplating the composition of the Art History Department's self-assessment document. There's a dark and gloomy thundercloud over head, to complete the picture.
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