Heat-waving
I should be trying to write something, instead I am listening to Beethoven and eating strawberries.
England’s in the middle of a heatwave, sky echoing blue, sun searing and I’ve spent the weekend in gardens and parks and am freckly, sleepy and not capable of deep thought.
It’s different here in sunshine, people smile, talk to strangers, drink Pimms, sunbathe on patches of grass the size of postage stamps listening to hiphop and humming bees……it’s a good place to be.
So no writing tonight, I’m going to read and have a glass of very cold white wine.
Tags: heatwave, no writing
May 11, 2008 at 8:58 pm
A heatwave in England? You had best be careful, wear sunblock, haha. If you there is to be no writing tonight did you writ this one yesterday? It reads like very nice writing to me,
May 11, 2008 at 10:05 pm
I agree with Paul. You make England sound like heaven. And white wine too. Enjoy!
May 11, 2008 at 11:46 pm
good for you. you deserve the sunny fun. and i think this piece def counts. it’s wonderfully written.
May 11, 2008 at 11:52 pm
do enjoy… nothing quite like a respite,, no matter how brief to recharge…..
May 12, 2008 at 12:10 am
:->
May 12, 2008 at 5:50 am
Sounds utterly delightful. I love the way the Brits never take a beautiful sunny day for granted.
And Pims, I haven’t had a Pims in years…
May 12, 2008 at 10:35 am
May 12, 2008 at 12:56 pm
Sounds wonderful! Maybe that too is what I should do in this time of difficulty!
May 12, 2008 at 2:42 pm
it becomes difficult to write about life if one doesn’t take the time to actually live some of it.
May 13, 2008 at 2:18 pm
This sounds so very idyllic and comfortable, like a Monet painting–is it Monet who painted Sunday Afternoon in the Park??? Only a more modern version, of course–no bustles!
May 13, 2008 at 3:49 pm
Thanks guys. Hello Victoria. You’re bang on, Ozy. Yes, I think so, Pepek.
May 13, 2008 at 10:33 pm
I remember walking along the beach at Lyme Regis one English summer, hunching my body against the biting breeze and watching dark clouds scud menacingly above. People sat topless on the beach and ate iccreams. Ah, summer, they seemed to sigh…
May 14, 2008 at 1:07 am
Sounds so good. Here in northern Minnesota I am still wearing mittens and my heavy winter jacket though I did manage to catch the bloodroot blooming on the hiking trail. Now, if only the buds on the trees would start to unfurl.
May 14, 2008 at 8:54 pm
the relaxing and the wine drinking are my idea of a good time!
May 15, 2008 at 11:27 am
An excellent idea, a cool, natural tone this slice of prose.
May 16, 2008 at 4:13 pm
that sounds nice, actually. Strawberries, sun, white wine. Good to have a pause now and again.
We’re getting our heat wave now.