Dear Sun, please come warm up my old cold bones.
She is here, I can feel it. She is summer! Now I know, we are still in the middle of winter, and I live in Montana, so that means we are really still in the middle of winter, but I felt her today. Elusive, taunting, making me want more............summer.
You know that urge, to open the windows? I could see dead grass in patches through the snow in my yard. My deck was clear and sunny today, it got up into the 50’s I think.
I opened every window in my house. I cooked dinner with the windows open and took a nap with my kids with the windows open, basking in her freshness.
After dinner, what really did me in, was the urge for a beer. When that comes over me, I know summer is just around the proverbial corner.
Summer, she is hiding from me, I know, but she’s almost here. I want to sit out on my deck, looking out over the valley with some wonderfully cold dark micro brew beer, and just hang out. I want to build a fire in my fire pit and roast marshmallows @ night. I want to have a freaking party and make lots of noise and turn the music up and celebrate that we made it through this cold cold winter.
I want to take my 4-wheeler up in the mountains and tear it up for awhile...god help me I’ve got closet fever and this summer thing, she is teasing me like a recluse lover.
I want sun, no I NEED some sun...some warmth. I’m tired of the snow. I don’t want to slide down my mountain in 4-wheel drive anymore this year, I want to cruise down, with my sun roof open and my sunglasses on and a huge big swig diet coke in the cup holder.
I’m not used to these cold winters with nothing to do. I have lived in the city for so long, lived by the beach for so long, that this is all new to me.
I’m feeling like I want to make love till the sun comes up, with an ice cold beer. Summer, my love, come take me away in your warm loving arms.
Peace,
OC
