So here we are, nearly at the end of June, and time has gotten slippery. The days themselves don’t seem to speed by, but they pile up on (upon?!) one another, careless paper, fluttering away.
Without much of a thought, I’ve gone from heavy coats and hats and boots to reminding myself I don’t need to grab a jacket as I head out the door.
It’s summer.
Real ice-cream-eating, long, languid days of daylight-giving, sweat-inducing summer. Welcome back.
I’ve never really thought about how the change of seasons might influence my writing. Perhaps how I write; dark winter days with a mug of something hot sounds like romantic writing at its finest. And maybe bright summer days should be spent out in the world, away from a keyboard, doing, experiencing.
Maybe.
In Chicago, we earn our summers through slushy wet sidewalks and sharp, needling snowflakes. Through slidey roads and a wind that drives half of your molecules from your body and into the cold beyond.
But our summers melt all of that away, under broad blue skies and a lake made of shifting blue. The humidity can settle down, heavily, and yet people smile.
After all, it’s summer.
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It’s summer? *looks out at teeming rain* You sure?
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The bright sunshine and cloudless sky and warm air tell me YES!
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Wait … the rain has stopped .. we might get as much as a day’s worth of summer!
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WHOO-HOO!! An actual hour of sun!!
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Sounds balmy and lovely. Enjoy it!
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Thanks so much, I did 🙂 I exercised outside, it was really fantastic.
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I am basking in the sunshine and relishing the long lazy days of Summer! I would be sad to live somewhere without seasons. Wouldn’t you?
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I think I would, they really add to the rhythm of everything. It would be so odd to have the same weather, day after day. I especially love spring and fall.
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Agree.
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