Happy New Month!
We are on day four of a heat wave.
Not having had any summer to speak of, compared to the flaming hot conditions endured by my Texas family at home, this late burst of delightfully mild weather is absolutely uplifting!
Of course it’s all relative, the lady upstairs had her blinds down and fans going against the heat and was sitting on her balcony yesterday evening complaining into the phone,
“I’m outside now that it’s cooled down a bit…and those noisy paraqueets are flying overhead again.”
Paraqueets not Swifts I noted mentally as I eavesdropped.
“Nothing, I’ve done nothing all day. What can one do in this heat?” she asked her caller, tiredly.
What indeed? In my mind’s eye I ran through what I had been doing during the heat of the days.
Under cloudless skies I’ve sat in the gardens writing on my laptop; walked through parks and Embankment gardens; eaten ice cream while watching riverboats pass; I’ve ridden in an open topped bus; I’ve read and dozed after tea on my patio.
“I am strictly a 24 degree person,” my neighbour continued with a little grunt of long suffering.
I’ve been enjoying the 27 degrees.
Too hot for her, just right for me.
The weathermen have been describing the country’s condition as,
“Caught in the grips of a heat wave.”
‘In the grips’ is rather an exaggeration don’t you agree?
I have spent the last four months watching the promise of a lovely summer’s day fade by 830am. I am optimistic each morning, only to find myself wearing a woolly and Uggs for my afternoon walk. The habitually changeable weather had gone beyond a joke.
Until four short days ago when the country was “gripped.”
I hope it holds until our son arrives next week, but if it doesn’t then I hope, as the days relapse into their Autumnal crispness, we don’t forget the unexpected surprise of a brief Indian summer heat wave.
Well hello there! My name is Vivienne McNeny.
I am an empty nester exploring life as a Boomer…you could say I'm happily Boomering along!
As a homeschooling Mum I have finally quit the job of role model and mentor to my four children. I do what I want to do, eat when I feel like it, enjoy life with my blue eyed cowboy and clean my house once a month or so whether it needs it or not!
In true English form I write about the emergence of my true identity now that I can no longer hide behind my children as their Mum.
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