Wet wet wet

I was woken up by thunder and pouring rain at about 2am. Followed by that a cat started a midnight concert on the street and finally a neighbour stumbled home noisily, trying a good while to get the key to fit into the lock. I do wear earplugs but we have to keep the window open during the night due to the suffocating heat; it is quite hard to get to sleep in +30 °c.  The thuderstorm had freshened the weather a bit but now I was completely awake and went to downstairs to read, not to disturb mon cheri who was happily snoring away. I am jealous!

I have had a rather disturbed sleeping pattern for quite a while now, I suppose it is the age, and the constant heat at the summertime doesn't help at all. Furthermore and to my eternal joy, we live in a lively street, right in the middle of the old town, and there is always some sort of noise, day or night.

The rain itself was welcome. It has been a while since the last storm and this dry corner or France well and truly needs it. We have also got a small garden, thanks to a neighbour who lent us a piece of land, to grow vegetables. The nearby canal where we normally get the water for the plants does not always have enough water, so any help from the nature is very welcome.

So, 2 am, and I was pottering around, listening to the sounds of the night and the rain, checking the fridge for something to nibble on and finally started reading while waiting for the sleep to come again. This is the current read. It is quite exciting, so perhaps not the best choice for the insomniac.

And here's a photo of some delicious apricot jam mon cheri made earlier in the week. He has already cooked two batches and it looks like we'll have enough jam for the year! I am already looking forward to breakfast!