Oh, how we waited through the May and most of June for Oregon weather to indicate even slightly that summer was nigh. Yet it remained downright cold many nights and gray for many days. Many of us wondered if summer was ever to arrive. Then on Summer Solstice, the clouds disappeared, the sun shone, and the temperatures shot up. Now, like the proverbial dissatisfied customers, as we swelter under glaring sunlight, we are already complaining of a forecast predicting at least a week of 90- to 100-degree days with no rain or even clouds in sight. Personally, I was happy when I still had to light my woodstove in early June, although for economical reasons I try never to buy firewood and pay my gardener in the same month. I live with seven critters: six felines and one canine. Each of them has been "off" her/his food, scrappy with each other and with me, and talking too much for my ears. Now I understand why.
I work at home, which admittedly is a very wonderful thing and something I acknowledge often. In another economical move this year, I canceled my subscription to the local newspaper. I then learned that friends across the street get the paper, but he reads only the news and editorial pages, she reads only the comics, and neither of them does the puzzles. They now give me the paper when they have finished it and I have all the puzzles my little heart desires, read whatever I want, and finally either use them under mulch in my garden or give them to my gardener, who uses them in her tie dye business. Now that's practical reuse! The only downside is that I hear about news and weather up to 5 days after the event. Since I listen to old radio shows instead of watching TV, this means I'm get all my news from the Internet or not at all. I think I prefer it this way. If it's going to be miserably hot for a week, why have the information in advance? I'll just suffer more by having time to contemplate how hot it will be. It's enough to suffer during the actual hot days.
Certainly I had hoped my first blog to be worthy of, well, anything. But, I'm too hot to be creative and in truth my thoughts are on the most boring subject of all time, the weather. So here it is. May my thoughts tomorrow be more inspired. Christine
