When I have to water the flowers three times a day.
When my next-door neighbor offers to hose me down after he waters his flowers.
When the book that arrives from Amazon feels toasty, as if it's fresh out of the oven.
When my car thermometer registers 104.
When I offer the mail carrier cold water and she accepts it.
When I'd rather keep the windows closed (and crank up the AC).
When it's too hot to take a walk at 8 p.m.
When I can smell the asphalt on my driveway.
When I feel like writing about the weather.
Lest I complain too much, I remind myself that this is what much of the east coast looked like only a few short months ago.
Photo courtesy of Wikimedia Commons
At the risk of making you puke, I LOVE THE HEAT! Even the extreme heat. So much better than cold, which makes me tense up. Now that I've totally alienated everyone, I'm going to shut up.
ReplyDeleteYesterday I heard a zen priest talk about gratitude. I asked the priest how can one feel gratitude when one is sick and people die. He spoke about moving from "oh no" to "oh." So it is not that we wouldn't notice that the weather keeps changing (and sometimes it isn't pleasant) but rather we'd acknowledge that changing weather is the stuff of life. "Oh, it is hot." It is like what the photographer said the other day, "I was born and then I had to deal with that."
ReplyDeleteOh Kim, that is classic...I'm writing it down. Barbara, I have to tell you, this post made me feel gratitude at the 84 degree weather we have at the moment. I was mentally whining about having to do my weeding so early in the morning or late in the evening. Now I'm grateful we are having those reprieves at least. And it's only supposed to last another day or so before it levels off to the mid seventies. Last week I was whining about the rain. :) bonnie
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