Sunday, August 23, 2015

Summer

This post is inspired by an article from Odyssey Online.

Summer in the south can be described as sunny, sweaty, humid, sandy, more humid and amazing. It really is the best of times, and the worst of times. No school, some work and all 90-degree plus days. You start to wish for rain just to cool things down a bit.”
Very true. My office is kept at a slightly refrigerated temperature, to the point where many offices have space heaters and many people keep sweaters or light jackets on hand. Then you step outside at the end of the day and melt, then enter your vehicle and totally dissolve. Those windshield reflectors that are sold to keep your car’s interior ‘less hot’ may help for a short stop but have no impact on a full workday. 



Somehow, there is sand everywhere. Even if you have not been to a beach, lake or river in weeks, you will find sand in your shoes, sand in your shower, sand everywhere.”
Also true, especially since ‘sand = soil” in this area of Florida. There is no ‘dirt’ unless you buy
it. All sand. Really.

Afternoon thunderstorm when you watch the lightning pass by are amazing. So are afternoon thunderstorms when you can be lazy and nap.”




Storms in Florida appear like clockwork every afternoon in the summer. They last for a far shorter time period than thunderstorms up north, but are daily. Really. It is not at all unusual for these thunderstorms to have a clear, sharp, beginning and end. No drizzling building to a storm, then diminishing to a drizzle. Weird. 


Humid. Every day. Every moment of every day. You walk outside with glasses or sunglasses on and the lenses immediately fog up.”


Once more, true. My glasses fog up on a daily basis as I leave the refrigerated office and hit the heat and humidity of a Florida summer. I believe that if I stepped straight from the office door to the car, the glass would actually crack from the thermal shock.
Summer begins in March/April and lasts until October/November here. It’s nice at first, but endless. July and August seem to be the hardest months to live this far south.

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