The heat is on

Summer is gone with all its roses,
Its sun and perfumes and sweet flowers,
Its warm air and refreshing showers:
And even Autumn closes.
(first half of poem by Christina Rosetti)

We’ve programmed on our new thermostat-regulated heating and it is switching on in the mornings. Yesterday it also switched on in the afternoon. We didn’t get enough sunlight to warm up the living room during the day.

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