A lovely illustration from the children's story The Wind in the Willows (1908) by Kenneth Grahame.
A pleasant little diversion this lovely, cool, and sunny mid-August morning from the ugliness of the world at home and abroad.
Thanks to my writer and toy soldier friend in Dublin, Ireland, Conrad Kinch, for the illustration. My sister and I enjoyed The Wind in the Willows as children during the 1970s and were given, at different times, copies of the book from Great Aunt Marnie and Great Aunt Lillian (my maternal grandfather's sisters), as well as Great, Great Aunt Polly (my maternal grandfather's aunt). All three ladies always remembered us at Christmastime and when birthdays rolled around each year until their deaths in the 1980s and '90s.
Weather cool enough for waistcoats and tweeds is still at least two months off, unless we have a chilly spell in September, but Mr. Badger above has got me thinking about it already. Until then, I've got seersucker, linen, and a new moss green cotton suit by Belvest (plus a recently acquired Panama hat) that need pressing before the start of the autumn semester in two weeks. Chino shorts, madras shorts, and dock-siders are nice during the summer, and I certainly get a lot of mileage with them, but I'm looking forward to getting dressed again in the mornings before school.