I’ve recently noticed lots of bloggers and tweeters saying they can’t wait for autumn and some even mentioning the allusive C word (Christmas, in case there was any confusion…)
I love red, orange and brown leaves falling from the trees, Halloween and pumpkin-spiced everything as much as the next person, but I can’t help but feel a little bit sad for poor old summer.
Summer gets a bad rap here in the UK.
There’s so much pressure placed on it to be hot and sunny every day (although I think this is what many of the haters actually loathe about it) that people moan if it’s below 20 degrees or the sun dares to hide between the clouds one day and before you know it, summer’s gone altogether.
But it isn’t all about the heat and the sun. I’m lucky enough not to need a sun tan and I actually don’t like spending too much time in the direct sun rays so it’s not the sun itself that I love about summer. Summer to me is so much more than that.
It’s being able to walk around the house and the garden barefoot, without the risk of your feet feeling so cold they might fall off. It’s sitting in beer gardens, long into the light evenings. It’s the smell of freshly cut grass. It’s having the motivation to want to go out and feeling a sense of joy about walking and being outdoors. It’s making plans with your friends without the potential threat or rain or snow ruining them (ok so there definitely has been rain this summer but nowhere near as much as we see in the other seasons). It’s hearing the happy chimes of an ice cream van. It’s the feeling of the sun on your face. It’s garden parties, BBQs and picnics in the park. It’s eating outside and feeling the grass under your feet. It’s going out without a jacket. It’s putting the window down in your car and feeling the breeze in your hair. It’s festival season. It’s having a smaller appetite and generally wanting to eat more healthily at meal times. It’s sipping cocktails (or mocktails in my case this summer) with plenty of ice and little umbrellas. It’s fresh faces with minimal make up. It’s feeling happier because of the brighter weather.
I mourn the end of summer. So before you skip the last week or two we have left in anticipation of autumn, please spare a thought for the wonderful last season we’ve just seen.