How I Love the Summer

I walked out from work last night. It was close to midnight – the news having been delayed by a made-for-TV golf match. It was warm and still and muggy.

It was heaven.

Every time I say this in public someone jumps out to tell me how removed from the mainstream I am, but I love the hot weather. Maybe it’s not so much I love the heat as I hate the cold. I hate the cold and snowy even worse.

Of course my feelings toward the weather have to be taken in context. I live in an air conditioned home and drive my air conditioned car to my air conditioned office. There are days when my outdoors time is just a few minutes.

In our modern age, technology makes summertime easy. On the other hand, even with heated everything, winter (especially snowy winter) takes a toll. My car may be heated, but its tires still deal with slippery winter conditions. The same goes for the winter related repair bills we’ve dealt with over time.

In the early 1970s I lived in Lake Worth, Florida in an non-air conditioned apartment. I remember (vaguely) having trouble getting to sleep in that stifling climate.

On the other hand, I also remember looking at the snow tire and hand lotion commercials we would get on network television during the winter months. Seeing those in Florida made me smile.

2 thoughts on “How I Love the Summer”

  1. “Warm and still and muggy.” Yes, there is something satisfying in this that I have experienced many times. Never really thought about it much, before reading your words this evening. Worked in NYC for many years for a major newspaper and I never failed to have a “good” feeling upon stepping out the main entrance from an air conditioned environment to “warm and still and muggy.” There was always a peacefulness about it that I, in retropect, can now recall.

    At risk of being philosophical: Is it reminiscent of the womb, where, somewhere, in our minds we have memories, not quite all memories, of an inexplicable peacefulness — now lost?

    I thank you for reminding me of this.


  2. Thanks Carol. That’s exactly what I’m talking about. There’s something satisfying about taking that step out of work and not being forced to run for cover!

    Geoff Fox

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