naked grandmothers (and other frightening things)
The thermometer on our porch hit 41+ today. I didn't actually melt but it was a near thing.
The crazy thing is, the last week has been beautiful spring weather and I've felt totally ploppy. Along comes a mid-summer scorcher and my mood soars faster than the mercury. A day that should have completely knocked the stuffing out of me and I'm on top of the world.
I did some shopping, I spent a couple of hours in the garden, I cleaned out the aquarium and even did some housework. I achieved more on this single leaf-wilting day than I have in the last week.
I took the dogs for a good long walk just as the sun was setting and came home and watered the garden. I took a nice, sinfully long, shower (cool water, washed my hair) and then sat out on the back porch, stark bollocking naked, and luxuriated in the feel of a warm zephyr on my damp skin.
Some days are just so perfect that not even foul weather can spoil them.
If I try hard and long, I might even convince myself that my glorious day has absolutely nothing to do with my husband flying off to Melbourne for a week!
3 comments:
oh, my! if i sat on the porch, stark bollocking naked, i'd get arrested for sure, if i had a porch! heheheee!!!
Woo-Hoo!! Bollocking naked on the back porch. What fun. Ole's always after me to run naked in the ran. I haven't yet. It's not the rain that bothers me, it all the things that flop and wiggle these days. Someone might get hurt (snicker).
My new neighborhood is far too populated to sit out on the porch in the nude. Although... I don't think anyone lives behind us at the moment. Hmmmm.... But I think the plunging temps would preclude such activities at the moment. It's 41ยบ here too -- but that's Fahrenheit, not Celcius. ;o)
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