Thursday, August 11, 2011

100 words: summer

Where is it ? My season of sun and relaxation ? Of relaxing there is some : with everyone off for two weeks here and three there, work is quite relaxed. Assorted crises aside !

But where is the sun ? May was dry and hot and got gardens going early. July, however : sweaters all day. Rain and gloom. Autumn before its time. My lawn hammock has stayed in the cellar, dissassembled. Barbeques cancelled. Long hikes not taken.

Summer come back !

I have a week off before school restarts. Should go to Morocco; make up for lost rays.

1 comment:

nuts4fruits said...

I was just about to write a whiny post on how summer is almost gone and I hardly enjoyed it. Love your poem, it captures everything I wanted to say so much better!

"Autumn before its time" indeed.