Sunday Summer Thoughts

I know that we are still a couple of weeks from the astronomic beginning of summer, but just as I cling to summer past its celestial end in September, I choose to observe its beginning with the beginning of June. Today I am realizing that it is time to alter my daily routine to begin my outside work before the sun gets high in the sky and the day turns too warm for hard outdoor work.

It is nearing noon and I have decided that I am going to skip the yard work, smoke a cigar, sip a paloma, listen to music, and read a book while sitting in the shade of the deck and under the deck ceiling fan. I may try to get a little work done when the sun gets lower in the sky and the temp drops this evening.
Either way, it's a good day.

Eight days into June and today's high is supposed to be up to 88f (31c). The Ozarks of SWMO have had a cool, wet spring. Today is the first really warm day. I am expecting a hot summer ... and that's okay. Summers are supposed to be hot.
I wouldn't mind living where summers are a little cooler, but I am not willing to trade for colder and longer winters. In fact, I'd trade our moderate winters for no winter and hotter, longer summers near a tropical beach!

The Jimmy Buffett radio is playing Five O'clock Somewhere as I sip my tequila drink at just past noon. It seems appropriate. Maybe the clock doesn't matter on the weekends.
Or when you're retired.
Or when you have a good cigar.
Or when you just don't care. 

Our shaded deck with its ceiling fan is comfortable enough on most summer days and I am looking forward to the many summer hours that I will be spending here. Later this afternoon I will make my way down the steps to the smoker and plan to smoke some wings before finishing them on the grill. 

Just another day in the life of John.

John