Pluviophile in 110 Degree weather

 

It’s the end of June and start of the heat waves and while everyone else is excited and already enjoying the sun I’m still in mourning over the winter ending.

Everyone thinks fun and freedom when they think of summer while I’m over here thinking of my make up melting off, my car seat burning my bum, and the struggle of not being able to find clothes that simultaneously cover my body and are light enough to not give me heat stroke.

It’s not all bad. I do see the appeal to summer. Its not that I hate the sun. Wait… I kind of do! Its more that I just love the rain! I love when it’s not raining but overcast and you can cuddle up on the couch and read, or open a window and get that cold breeze and fresh clean smelling air come through the house. I love that you can bake without dying.  I love how it feels like the world is getting a shower and everything is green and pretty.  Of course there’s a whole new list for when its snows! Mostly I love that I can always put a layer on or cover up when its cold out. Summer you can only take off so much before people start getting offended or someone calling the cops.

That being said I am learning to love the sun and all brightness that comes with it. I have my 2-year-old daughter and living in the mountains to thank for that. You can’t stay inside forever with a toddler (not without burning down the house or getting a drinking problem). So I’m learning to love things that make her face light up. Sitting outside and eating a popsicle, splashing in the pool and watching her “go all the way under” when she hold her nose and dips her chin in,  and the smell of good sunscreen.

I have to mentally prepare myself to get excited and find the things in summer that make me happy. So we are going to spend a lot of time at the lake, pool, and at friends houses with air conditioning! I’m totally up for suggestions as I’m new at this and am sure there are summer people who have amazing ideas! I’d love to hear them.

So while I mourn the loss of my clean rain smell, I smile and think of my friend on the golf course saying “don’t you just love the smell of hot dirt?”…. umm no. But the thought and smell make me smile and its a start.

 

 

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