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| Prompt: Summer - what do you think about the summer season, and/or how would you personify summer in a story or poem? Summer is…. days at the beach or relaxing by the pool, sun-kissed skin and coconut smelling sunscreen, no school and hanging with my friends, and eating ice cream until my brain freezes. I think of my younger years when I was innocent, carefree, with less responsibilities - when I felt I could take on the world. That is who summer is to me – young, free, full of warmth and energy, and not tainted by the storms of Autumn (which FYI I love also). *** I have lived in two hemispheres. The Northern Hemisphere from birth until I was around 38ish... and the last 5 in Australia. For those who live under a rock – or have never considered it – the seasons are flipped. This means that summer is not summer, or at least not when my brain thinks summer should be. It completely screws with my mind… I associated Christmas with the cold. Wrapping up warm, with a hot chocolate and roasted chestnuts… not flip-flops (I refuse to use the other word), “boardie”, and a Christmas Day trip to the beach. It is just not right!!! Where is the snowman competition, the hibernation, the Christmas jumpers…. No where to be seen, that is where!!!! And let us not discuss Christmas dinner – because cooking a full Christmas roast with all the trimmings when it is hot enough to cook an egg on the driveway is not fun, but equally having a salad is just not ok!!! I have contemplated getting a snow machine (or several) such to satisfy my inner Elsa needs. At the moment I just hang wooden snowflakes everywhere and crank up the A/C. Another issue is Halloween, which should be spooky – but this is hard to do when it does not get dark until 21:00. Although I can do summerween – so it is not all bad. It is just funny having a BBQ at the Halloween party in 30 degrees (C not F) and your face paint melting off. The mental switch takes a lot of getting used to. I do not think I am there yet – not sure I ever will be. |
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