The weather here in the Pacific Northwest has been glorious this past week: cool, breezy, and just the right amount of clouds drifting in clear blue skies. So I was cranky when I saw that our forecast now includes hot hot hot weather.
Mother Nature? Um. It's September, for cryin' out loud. Bring back the cool crisp fall days, mmmkay?
Hot and sunny weather means that I hibernate inside the house for a good part of the day, and while I'm thankful to be cooped up in a cool comfy place, I feel trapped. Kind of. So I was grumping around yesterday morning. I looked outdoors at about seven thirty AM and realized that the temps were still around mid '60s, and the sun was still low in the sky casting long inviting shadows.
I grabbed a surprised Lulu (I haven't taken her on a walk for ages), hopped into the car, and drove down the hill for barely five minutes to a local lake where the scenery was gorgeous and more importantly, exquisitely shady. I could stroll around and stay completely in the shadows yet enjoy seeing this:
Lulu told me she wished that we could be out there in that canoe. I agreed.
I've got to remember this for future hot and sunny days. I can't believe I didn't think of it before.
But then there's that whole waking up at the crack of dawn thing......hm........