The Loire Valley is in a drought. There's no other way to look at it. It has been so dry for so long that we've nearly forgotten what rain feels, looks, and smells like. (Don't mention this to Bill in NH, because the three days he spent here in mid-September were drizzly and gray.)
Even the rain we did get in mid-August and mid-September was negligible. Looking at the yard, you'd think we were in the San Francisco Bay Area, where the winters are green and the summers are brown and parched. Saint-Aignan is not supposed to work that way.
The reason I'm thinking about this is that weather reports say it will rain on Monday. We'll see if the reports are reliable. Today we need to go out and rake up some more leaves, as well as throw tarps over the piles we have already raked up. We want to be able to burn those leaves this fall, so we have to keep them dry.
The other day I said "October — phooey!" Today I will say "October — finally!" Now that the garden is all harvested, and 90% of the hedge-trimming is done, we are ready for changes in the weather. Besides, they say that after the rain on Monday and maybe Tuesday, it will get sunny and warm again.
This is the time of year when we start having spectacular sunrises and sunsets. Above are a couple of recent sunsets as seen from the back gate. Every evening we have to make it a point to go look out the bedroom window to see what the show is like.