Heat builds beneath a saucepan lid sky
Mirage shimmers round the edges where the grass is dry
Summer arrived so sharply
Sweat cuts riveluttes of cleaner skin down his dark face
I pass a cold drink, and wish I could do more
*It’s always the same. Summer scorches the men’s skin, turning them black over the course of a week of searing temperatures.
I work in airconditioning, and feel guilty
Two weeks left and then the beach and holidays – it can’t come quick enough!
Weird to think of it as hot at Christmas time.
Scorching! But I know what you mean 😂
Well, if it is any consolation to you, it’s 3deg here and forecast to stay below freezing until early next week 🙁
Isn’t it mad how we are all heading into Christmas in utterly different temperatures and weathers. We will be by the beach eating salads and you will be perhaps by a fire watching snow. I prefer the heat to the cold so I don’t envy you Colin.
It is strange. I have spent Christmas in hot climates, even Australia one year, and while I enjoyed all thoroughly, I think my mind still carried too many associations of Christmas and cold haha. Funny how our childhood conditioning never really escapes us!
great opening; summer’s arrived here too but more of a whimper than a bark 🙁
The sun has got teeth here John that’s for sure!
nicely put 🙂
Oh I do love a metaphor 😊
And the flies that come with it 😢
We had a lot of files through spring but not so many at the moment – probably a temporary reprieve though