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Looking good, girlfriend. Copyright by WyoJones. All rights reserved. Used with permission.

I am not a fan of summer. I know that sounds wrong, but I’m not. I have no problem with long lazy days. I do have a problem with heat. Particularly August heat, but this post is not another whine about something.

As I was working on my publishing to-do list this week, I fell to pondering (and almost fell asleep) about the mental and possibly actual shifts that occur when the seasons change.

Some are obvious. Winter requires a wardrobe change. Fall and spring are transition seasons, or we hope they will be. (We had an AWESOME spring this year. I wanted to hug it.) And then there is summer.

When I was a kid, summer, well, the only thing I looked forward to with more longing was Christmas. I loved summer when I was kid. I loved shedding school, shoes, long pants, and worries. Summer was for swimming and playing and reading the books I wanted to read, not the books I had to read.

And then I grew up.

What surprises me is that in some ways, I still expect summer to be different. Not just in temperature, but also in its pace.

It’s about changing something. I’m not one for big wardrobe buys, but I’ve been known to make eye contact with a tee shirt or a comfortable pair of capris. Maybe even take them home.

It’s about lightening up. Letting go. Recharging the batteries. Time for family and friends.

That beach read, even if I don’t go to the beach.

What does summer mean to you? Do you feel the urge to change even if your life is no longer divided into school semesters?

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Perilously yours,
Pauline

“When it comes to creating stories with offbeat humor and outrageous situations, Pauline Baird Jones is in a class by herself. A most excellent experience!” RT Book Reviews

cover for Do Wah Diddy Die
Some rules are gonna get broken…

Breaking out “her” shiny new cover for summer!
You can buy Do Wah Diddy Die right now at your favorite online bookseller.
Available in digital and audio.
Used print editions still out there. 🙂

Getting Your Summer On
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2 thoughts on “Getting Your Summer On

  • June 9, 2014 at 4:07 pm
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    Summer really doesn’t work for me, either. When I lived in Wyoming, it was never a real season, and snow was possible on the 4th of July. Now that I live in the South, there is plenty of heat and humidity. It has become my writing season in either climate.
    Karen
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    • June 10, 2014 at 8:01 am
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      You lived in Wyoming!!??!! I grew up in Wyoming! Believe me, I know all about snow in July! Yeah, the heat, the humidity…it has made a hermit out of me, or at least increased it. LOL

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