Saturday, June 21, 2008
Season of Sweat: Welcome!
Sure 'nuff, midsummer is here. Daylight arrives very early these days - even the birds sound surprised - and lingers long into the evening. The lightning bugs rise and blink at dusk, the tiger lilies have bloomed, and last night I heard cicadas right around nine o'clock. Oh yeah - summer is definitely here.
My friend and I toasted the season at dinner last night, thanked Brother Sun for rising high. (Long days are so cheerful.) We also thanked our fiery brother for giving up his position of dominance as he did yesterday, the same as he does every summer solstice. The brightest light in the sky always seems so valiant, no matter what he's up to. I love the sun.
Now that midsummer is here, the swamp in which I live will begin to really heat up. July and August in DC are always miserably hot. An inventory of tank tops and shorts reveals that I'll be able to change clothes twice a day, if necessary, during the steamy days that lie ahead. I've got my big swivel fan plugged in, and a supply of tea bags and lemonade stocked in the kitchen. The ice bucket in the freezer is filled to the brim.
C'mon swampy heat. I'm not afraid of you. Come boil me down to my essence as you do every summer. I'll drink cool beverages and take cool showers, and change my clothes over and over again. And yes I'll retreat to the air conditioning when I have to, but I won't avoid you, I won't. You hear me?