That's not quite the August we're getting down here in sunny ol' Cornwall, which, being the UK, isn't that unusual. The photo above was taken from my bedroom window today. Sun, what sun?!

But a rainy day is never a bad thing in my book, it just gives me an excuse to sit around and read or immerse myself in a new Netflix marathon. 

Here's what I've been loving this month.

Outlander

I started this on a whim a few weeks ago. I'd heard good things, but kept putting it off for no reason at all. When I did start, I didn't stop. I finished the series and I'm straight on the books because I just can't get enough of those Scots. And the fabulous Claire Beauchamp / Randall / Fraser (delete as applicable).

It's a love story, it's a drama, it's political. It's intense. But it's beautiful– I'm in love with the cinematography and the soundtrack. It's a must see and as it so happens, it's a damn good read as well.

The New Forest

I love this place and I think I've mentioned that once or twice or a million times before. Can you believe I hadn't been in two years? It's the longest I've ever not visited. But I was determined this year and off camping we went. I even drove, which is a huge feat for me as I get really anxious about driving and this was a four hour trip there and then back again. I've never driven beyond Plymouth, which is only an hour away from my village.

But I made it and it was magnificent. I saw cows and ponies, the Weasley's car and Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. I geeked out over the Top Gear cars (potentially for the last time...) and chatted to a monk. Though he did inform us that he wasn't a real monk, which was disappointing. We also saw a bird of prey show and had one bird almost fly into us. Twice. It was very windy and that's hard to navigate even when you're a pro flyer like Belle was. My sister almost had a heart attack both times as she's scared of birds, which was somewhat amusing.

Here are some rainy day snaps:

 Until next time,