"Switch on summer, from a slot machine"
I always adored that line....
And here it is summer - suddenly - amazingly almost as if by magic...
I feel drowsy, like a bumble bee..droning away.
Slightly annoyed - as though my 'temperament' is more fond of coolness than the oppressive heat; irritated because the 'silence' of the slumbering winter is being replaced by people living their lives...loudly, in full view, motorcycles roaring, lawn-mowers rumbling, children shrieking, making it almost hotter than it already seems...
It's why I like living by the lake at times like this - it's quieter, it's cooler - in fact I should be outside now on our deck sitting in the breeze-cooled darkness, contemplating the stars...
And here it is summer - suddenly - amazingly almost as if by magic...
I feel drowsy, like a bumble bee..droning away.
Slightly annoyed - as though my 'temperament' is more fond of coolness than the oppressive heat; irritated because the 'silence' of the slumbering winter is being replaced by people living their lives...loudly, in full view, motorcycles roaring, lawn-mowers rumbling, children shrieking, making it almost hotter than it already seems...
It's why I like living by the lake at times like this - it's quieter, it's cooler - in fact I should be outside now on our deck sitting in the breeze-cooled darkness, contemplating the stars...
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