The title happens to be from the song “Rock Lobster”, by the B-52s. Strangely enough, that happens to be Our Song. Yes, that’s the romantic tune to which my partner and I bonded, on our first date. Most importantly, it was the Labor Day weekend, the last of the lazy, hazy days of summer.
Ah, summer. We could use a little summer, right this very minute. Seriously. The high today is to be 27F. January is here, and I’m already sick of winter. So, let’s take a moment and remember those summer days.
I have done retrospectives of all seasons, it seems, except my favorite.
I never mind the heat much. I know some people prefer the cold, but I like it hot. Hot enough that a dip in a pool is a treat.
People associate flowers with spring. However, there are just as many flowers in the fall, as well as, SUMMER
I can go on and on about summer. So, why not?
Even cats love summer.
I hope this has warmed you a little. Or at least, has given you some perspective on winter.