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Laurianne Perry's avatar

I read an article saying that the heat & humidity makes for plenty of angry people, and wondered who got bamboozled paying for that study. We all Know the dog days will bring the smothering humidity & heat, & it's too hot to shout and jump around over that fact ~ Taking it slow seems a much better way of coping with it ~ The snail on your home has the pace we need right now as we wait for a drop in temperatures.

Kathy Sieg's avatar

"we wander about in times that do not belong to us” This struck such a chord for me today. I have been ruminating on the 'why'. Why do we 'long' for the past and hurry toward the future? I am fond of commenting 'long days, short years', usually when talking about parenting but I think I am so caught up in the doing that I don't pause very often. So thank you Clara for these moments when you illuminate my day.

Lillie Burnett's avatar

Most definitely writer’s prerogative! Possibly spring last as it holds so much beauty and good to end with the most hope.

Lillie Burnett's avatar

There’s a reason people in the south were thought to be “slow”! Now it’s the the whole planet slowing from heat!

There is definitely a book of the seasons in all your beautiful posts. I’m patiently awaiting it’s arrival and exquisite pictures you’ve taken that will accompany the stories 📝✍️ 🌱🌻🍁❄️

Clara Parkes's avatar

Here's a question for you: If such a collection were to be made, how do you envision it being organized? January to December, or season to season, in which case, which season comes first? I'm really curious what you think. (Anyone else reading this, jump in too!)

MsMacPDX's avatar
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What a fun idea. So many great writers have done this, but you each have a different perspective and writing style.

I tend to prefer natural seasons over artificial calendar months, but I am sort of pagan. If I were writing such a book of collections, I likely would begin with Spring---the waking up/coming alive/bursting with energy season. That might feel trite to others, and there's something to be said for starting in early winter when the world is turning inward and cozy.

Tamara's avatar

I like the idea of the book, and also the idea of starting with spring, which is the season of birth/rebirth after all. It's also a season I look forward to, as I do fall and winter, whereas I dread summer. But I have been taking it very slow this summer, and that helps.

Helen Messerly's avatar

That quote is so right on! I catch myself wandering in the past and the future far too often. Maybe because the present isn't much fun right now? Still, it's our time - a lot of opportunities can be missed by not paying attention. Thanks, Clara, for always presenting just what I need to hear!

Jan Grimmer's avatar

I am beginning to think that I'm suffering from the opposite of SAD -- the condition that people who can't see the sun for weeks on end have. I have too much sun and too much heat and humidity. It's keeping me inside and off my bike and makes it impossible to spend much time outside where I get my reset and my exercise. It's just not good for my mental health.

I sure appreciate these daily reminders to be kind to myself (and others) and just take it slow -- one day at a time.

MsMacPDX's avatar

I increasingly agree. I used to love summers and hot days, but as I age, I prefer 72 degrees with a slight breeze. Eternal spring. Our increasingly long, hot summers in Western Oregon drive me indoors and make me depressed. Blessedly, until this week, this summer mostly has been very pleasant. But wildfires are rampant in Eastern Oregon and Washington, and the resultant smoke is smothering us.

Clara Parkes's avatar

I totally hear you, Jan. I recently read this post from an author in Japan who I admire, which might help you relate to this excess sun/heat/humidity as much as it's helped me: https://thetokyohermit.substack.com/p/the-august-heat-a-practice-for-doing

Jan Grimmer's avatar

Thanks. Wisdom from the ages!! I will sit and knit without guilt!

Joanne's avatar

We are surely entering the dog days of summer with 90 degree temperatures in my little part of Maine. You have to move slowly and play the game of opening windows to let the cool morning air in and then closing them and pulling the shades to keep the hot afternoon air out. I haven’t checked to see if Sirius, the Dog Star, is visible in the early morning sky. A sure sign of the dog days.

Helen Messerly's avatar

Try living in the Midwest, where there is no cool air in the morning to let in. Thank goodness for air conditioning!

Shelby's avatar

Maybe my favorite post of all times! Message and quote just perfect!!

Christa Fischer's avatar

❤️❤️❤️❤️I love everything about this post! Thank you!!!

Jackie Sideman's avatar

Love your message. So true. Great quote.

Jennifer Manoukian's avatar

So true…