Where I live in southern Alabama, summer isn't one of those "blink and you'll miss it" affairs. No, our summers tend to arrive early-- usually before I'm anywhere near prepared-- take a look around, decide they like the place, and settle in for month upon steamy month, often lingering (stubbornly impervious to polite hints that they've overstayed their welcome) until October finally comes along to boot them out. To be honest, I sometimes wish I could go to sleep in June and wake up in late September, just to escape the heat and humidity. Sure, I'd be missing out on a large percentage of my life, but it'd only be the summer part, so is it really that much of a loss? 😉 Since human summertime hibernation isn't yet a possibility, the next best thing is to pretend it's already autumn (maybe read something spookily Octoberish and play some "autumn ambiance" videos on YouTube), and distract yourself with an engrossing project or two.
quilts, treadle sewing machines, crochet, watercolor, dogs, & other fun stuff