We had just about the worst winter in forty or so years this past winter, according to Atlantic news. And it took forever for all that snow to be gone. Then April and May and even June happened and although the snow was gone, it was grey, foggy, dreary and still pretty cool. A lot of people were left wondering whether or not we were going to have a “summer” at all.
Last week it turned. The sky started to be blue more than it was grey and cloud covered and those clouds that did come out, were white and fluffy and happy looking. The temperatures started to rise out of the teens and into the twenties.
Back in Ontario, I would have said that weather in the mid twenties wasn’t that hot. Not real summer weather until we hit thirty and over, but here the air is different. In 26 degree weather I’m wearing my tank tops and shorts and it’s hot, sweaty, beach-y weather. We opened our pool and started spending loads of time in our beautiful backyard. It started getting almost too warm to sleep at night.
Our seasons are shifting. It feels like they’re all starting later than I remember as a child. I mean, I can clearly remember going trick or treating as snow fell and lately, it’s been still 8, 9 even 10 degrees out by Halloween. White Christmases were something I took for granted, and now, it’s never a given that we will have ground cover by December’s end. Three Christmases ago, it was still in the mid-teens! I remember we almost went golfing for the holidays that year. And now we have a late spring as well. It hasn’t been great for those of us who have vegetable gardens, though I’m hoping the new influx of warmth means that everything will catch up quickly now and start growing in earnest.
With the beautiful weather comes less posting from me. I’m simply not staying holed up in my bedroom with my laptop right now. It’s great that I’m outside in the real world soaking up that vitamin D, but it also means I’m not working on the books at the moment either. It’s okay. I need the sunshine for a while first.
Because few things make me happier than waking up to a baby blue sky in the stunningly beautiful maritimes.
Happy days, friends. Happy summer days.