“A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken.”
~James Dent
I have mentioned on this blog before that seasonal changes have a great effect on me. Though it be a seemingly arbitrary date, the day that signals a change of season, in concert with the weather changes in and around those days, seems to provide a natural, unconscious, jump start for me. Without making a fuss over it I find that my reading spikes, times of greatest energy, etc. seem to fall in line very clearly with the beginnings of those 4 seasons around which our year is structured.
Summer, I must admit, is my least favorite of the seasons. I do not think it was that way when I was a child, but the lack of a ‘summer vacation’ as an adult causes me to see this season simply as the one in which it becomes unbearably hot and humid and my desire to be outdoors all but dries up with the grass.
A couple of years back I determined that I was no longer going to let the summer months pass by in a wave of heat. Looking back over previous years I noticed that the number of books I read, etc. dwindled miserably in the summer. It was then that I decided that each summer should be treated as if I was still a kid…at least in so much as I could still have some sort of summer reading program of my own. In addition I could set other goals for summer accomplishments that would help me resist the natural tendency towards sloth.
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