For once, I wasn't kidding when I was on TV last night. Summer is half over.
Let's observe a moment of silence, shall we?
Like I said, I'm actually kind of serious about this. If you consider summer to be the months of June, July, & August (what weather professionals call “Meteorological Summer”) then yesterday (July 15th) marks the half way point of the season. 50% of the days are behind us, and 50% still await us. I mean, to me, it barely seems like it's begun, but it seems like that every year, so I may not be the best person to judge. Days and weeks blend into each other; you go to bed in early May and then you wake up the next day to find out that it's mid-July.
And you know what that means, right? It's gonna snow next week.
Okay; that MAY be a joke. But like I said, the way days and weeks are blending into each other means it's not that long until we wake up one morning to find out that summer isn't merely half over but has somehow made the jump into November. I shudder at the mere thought, but I know it's coming.
Of course, summer's never long enough around here, and those weeks in June when temperatures didn't get out of the 50s and the rain seemed ever-present didn't help. But at least now the weather's where it's supposed to be so maybe, just maybe, that'll help slow down time just a bit.
I mean, I'm not counting on it, but a boy can dream, right?
So get out and enjoy the second half of summer while it's still here. After all, you don't want to leave anything undone on your summer to-do list, lest you wake up tomorrow and realize it is, indeed, November.
Because you know that IS going to happen.
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