Yep, you can tell, the year is turning; daylight doesn't appear so insistent at 4 a.m. anymore, for which I am grateful. For too long, it had a habit of prodding my eyelids and brain into action long before my sleep-deprived body could appreciate it.
Now there is a feel and a scent in the air which reminds us, along with September, that school looms, as summer recedes into a haze...metaphorical, as well as physical at times.
Will today's youngsters remember their summers as long and idyllic, when they are old enough to start reminiscing? Or will the UK's capricious weather gods have blighted their rose coloured glasses for good? I wonder!
Anyhow, the thought prompted me to write this, just now...
O, England my England! The summer's near done.
We've had silly-type weather; some, rain, and some, sun.
But these days it always seems Over The Top...
the sun brings a heat wave, the rain floods a lot!
Where are those comfortable days of our youth?
Or am I just trying to whitewash the truth?
Were the times quite as rosy as our memories think -
or are we now teetering upon the brink
of senility's whitewashing, 'Wasn't life grand?'-
a retrospect idyll that's got out of hand!
Good morning, I haven't been around for ages. I try to post something everyday, but I do it ahead sometimes. I am on Facebook at least several times a day. Are you on Facebook? Our school over here started this past Aug. 20th. But yes, I've noticed it's getting dark earlier and daylight later. Have a good week.
ReplyDeleteOne look at Facebook, and it sent me running in the opposite direction! Sorry. :) But thanks for trekking around Blogland to say Hi!
DeleteI really liked that. And yes, are the weather troubles -- for we are having them here in Minneapolis as well, where the temps will be in the mid-to high-90s for two weeks! -- new? Or have they always been this way?
ReplyDeleteSleepless with the heat,
Pearl
I do hope your dreams were cool, anyway:)
DeleteMaybe it's always been this way, Jinksy. I can hear my mother saying "It always gets hot when the kids go back to school," and that was more than sixty years ago. Not to mention all that other weather we had from June to September.
ReplyDeleteGood weather once school starts? "T'was ever thus", as my Dad was fond of saying. :)
DeleteOh Penny - you make my day! I miss your witty snippets of prose. And you have me thinking about the past.. if we do indeed whitewash. I gander we do -- and really, isn't that the beauty of memories. The unpleasant and that best forgotten - is! And when the nasty falls away, we are left with the best to cherish and relive. Sounds like a good survival plan if you ask me!
ReplyDeleteBut maybe, if we forgot all the bad memories, the good ones wouldn't seem twice as good by comparison? Who knows? :)
DeleteGreat words to match our weather my friend
ReplyDeleteHave you had good weather? Lucky you! :)
DeleteI loved the poem...as I love England...thanks for that smile
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Sandi
Thanks for visiting "UK by Blogair"! Hehehe - no planes involved...
DeleteI remember the summer weather being so nice in England. Once, in July I think, we spent a week at the Isle of Wight – it was lovely the whole time. Then another summer I was staying at my pen pal’s house for the whole month of August. I was so sun tanned when I got back to Paris that my friends thought I had gone to Tunisia! I remember it well…
ReplyDeleteIoW is almost within spitting distance of the part of the South Coast on which I live, and is well known for have better weather than the nearby mainland. It's a lovely place to visit, but not sure I'd like to live there all the time- could get expensive, as almost any islander would agree.
DeleteMost of our blooms are spent. Must get some chrysanthemum pots soon.
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