Damp Days

Perhaps it’s 15 years of school summer holidays drilled into my biological clock.

Maybe it’s 25 years living on a wet, windswept island off the coast of Europe. Or the ice-walled winter that keeps Canada locked inside for six months of the year.

Whatever the reason, it’s tough to work when the sun is shining.

After a weekend soaked in sunshine, this damp and grey Monday makes it possible to sit down at a desk for six hours and tap tap tap out a living, without too much anguish.

So, I am grateful that today is cooler and damper and grey.

Another perfectly sunny day would have been too much.

 

Sun Stash

Some days are meant to be spent chasing the sun across a patch of grass.

Even though we know it must end eventually, it makes sense to squeeze as much as possible out of a plump, ripe day.

When that white-hot disc dips behind a building and the day is done — and tomorrow turns out cloudy — we’ll regret it if we haven’t caught a bit of it. 

It’s a lot harder to remember the sun is always behind the clouds if we don’t stash some away while we can.

Don’t forget the sun cream!