Come to Mallorca

L found this video of her tennis hero Rafael Nadal, Mallorca looks wonderful too!

We're having wonderful summer weather at the moment, all the better as we're invited to a pool party about an hour's drive away, this afternoon.

My sister's son is settling into his new university. She reports the whole family being very sad on the day of his departure, his dad (surprisingly) being one of the most affected. It sort of took them by surprise. They were starting to feel a bit better by the next day, as their busy back-to-school routine started up.

A friend of L's is excitedly starting 2nd year university and was waiting for furniture to be delivered to her new place.

It feels as if we'll never be finished our packing and getting L ready for her imminent departure. I've been teary-eyed in the mornings for quite a few days and whenever I read my sister's emails. I'm a bit better this morning. L will only be about a 3 hour drive away and she can come home whenever she wants with flexible bus and train schedules. It's the thought that it won't ever be the same when she returns for visits. Her circle is gradually widening and 'the family' will no longer be her main focus. It happens to all of us.

K is just envious of all the new stuff we've been buying her for her new residence.