Whatever happened to Summer?
So. its Summer. I just can’t get excited these days. I’ve been snookered too many times. Summer just means scorching heat and kids playing in the street. Maybe there is still magic in Summer for some people but I’m past it.
Summer is a tramp, full of promises and bad at delivering. As a kid, I was a sucker for the dream. I lived each year for the promise and then made excuses when they never came through. Anything could happen. Sadly it mostly didn’t. These days I don’t expect much. I just hunker down and get through it.
It is hard to like Summer. It promises great things but never really delivers. When I was a kid, it’s big attraction was that there was no school. Aside from that. Summer meant high temperatures and insufferable humidity. It meant hot sticky nights, trying to sleep with the sheets sticking to your body and bugs, lots of bugs, Noisy annoying annoying bugs like June bugs were bad enough but the grass was full of chiggers and the evenings brought mosquitoes which left you with painful itches and welts. The only bugs I liked were lighting bugs which sadly I never see in California. Summer fantasies were about bikini clad lovelies on sandy beaches. If you were in the landlocked Midwest, these were only fantasies because all you had were swimming pools or the lake and somehow it was just never beach blanket bingo or even Gidget. The reality was just never as good as the fantasy.
That was what Summer meant when I was a kid- a big promise which left you empty when it finally ended. These days I don’t expect much from Summer. Chicks in bikinis on sandy beaches don’t have the allure these days. Every body has air conditioning. These days you can just ignore Summer all together. Hire somebody to mow the grass. Stay inside and avoid the bugs.