Certain signs of summer
May 17th, 2006 by Bill
Summer? Well, there is the sun, the temperature (low 30s Celsius – that would be nudging 90 on the Fahrenheit scale), fires in west central Alberta … and so on.
But there are signs that to me are more significant.
Yesterday, a bumblebee the size of a discontinued Hummer was banging its head against the window trying to escape bedroom #2. (It’s gone today – I suspect the cat of dispatching it in a disagreeable way.)
People in the street, many blindingly white, are wearing far fewer clothes than they should. This is not an issue of sexual mores but of dignity and public spirit. Some people just should not be seen that way. (I believe I’m one of them.)
I have discarded my shoes. I am barefoot. I hate shoes and abandon them whenever I can.
There are likely many other signs I’m neglecting. But this kind of weather puts me in a “Who gives a chimpanzee’s nut?” mood and so … I just don’t care.
Ah … the ephemeral pleasures of these northern climates.
Oh come on you commentless people … Isn’t that the sweetest pussycat picture you’ve ever seen? Gonzo says she’s going to try and get it on her passport. She’s also thinking of sending it to movie studios so she can make some big Hollywood money.
i hate shoes too.
and that pic is awesome!
Bill- I just found your blog and immediately I run across “bumblebees the size of a discontinued Hummer”, “blindingly white” people, and “Who gives a chimpanzee’s nut?”
Hahhahahaa I am still laughing out loud.
Excellent blog!
summer is inevitable.
Summer is nigh, also, in a place that may, or may not, be Iraq. The dust is growing deeper, when it’s not being blown around, and the daily temperatures are regularly exceeding 110 degrees Fahrenheit. Yes, it’s a dry heat. BFD. It’s still 110 degrees.