This morning as I woke, at 5:30, I checked the weather app on my phone. It read 4 degrees Celsius. Which means overnight it could very well have hit zero. This is technically still summer.
But the darkness and the impending cooler weather says otherwise.
Just two days ago, the temperature got up to 26 Celsius. It was hot. Not a wickedly stifling hot, but a nice hot that you can relax in outside in the shade. The next day began with a temperature of 7. I think it only reached 10. Summer is not over yet. It doesn’t technically arrive until the 21st of September. I’m not backing down on that one at all.
The days are growing increasingly shorter as well. This morning was a little bit harder to get out of bed. I managed, even with it being dark outside at 5:30. A month ago, while I was enjoying my two weeks off, the sun was shining at 5:30. Although, I’d merely get up to use the bathroom, then immediately crawl back into bed. That’s what one does when on holidays. Now, back at work, the weather has taken a turn from the pleasurable warmth to something a tad more cooler.
On the different social media networks there’s already discussions of what to do for Halloween. Which is over a month away. I shouldn’t be too surprised, after all Christmas is celebrated with such vim and vigor in the preceding weeks before the December 25th arrival.
But I’m standing firm. Until the 21st arrives, it’s still summer. I don’t care if I have to wear a sweater, it’s still summer.