It’s getting to be that time of the year where I am very much wishing for the end of summer. I know some of you will be thinking, ‘what on earth is wrong with this girl?!’ when I say that, but it has been one scorcher of a summer and I will not be sad to see it go.
We here in Adelaide, have enjoyed not just one or two, but three searing heat waves where we endured weeks of 40 degrees Celsius and upwards. It’s just not fun. I can deal with a couple of hot days here and there, but when the temperature at night doesn’t even drop below 30, it becomes extremely hard to bear.
The heat is just too uncomfortable and there’s only so much you can do to cool down. Swimming, air conditioning, fans, and ice-cold drinks just aren’t enough when it’s hot, hot, hot. Oh, but when you are cold, you can bundle on up in cozy jumpers, leggings and ugg boots, plop yourself in front of the fire or under a big blanket with your cup of tea and be as happy as damn Larry. That is why I am a winter baby through and through, and that is why I am counting down the days until summer ends (13 FYI).
Everything is better in winter, and you might think I’m crazy, but allow me to elaborate.
- I’m much more inclined to cook. Who wants to be stuck in a stuffy kitchen with the oven or stove blaring when your face is already melting. Laziness sets in and I either end up eating the first thing I touch in the fridge (hello chocolate) or not at all.
- I’m much more inclined to exercise. Pounding the pavement outside is just not desirable when the temps start soaring, and neither is a stuffy, sweaty gym. Whereas in winter, you can walk or run to your heart’s content because you will be warming yourself up!
- For us pale folk out there, the sun is a nasty little sucker. Now I do love the sun (especially on cold winter days) but sometimes even slathering on a bottle of sunscreen isn’t enough and I’m left beetroot red.
- The clothes are so much better. Warm, big coats, fluffy scarves, jeans, sweaters with collars pulled out, tights, boots, oh just the thought of those things is making me giddy. Not to mention all the colours as well. Deep reds, plum purples, dark greys, and black. Oh beautiful black. Why must it be so hard to wear you all year round? I mean, don’t get me wrong, I do wear you all year round, but it is quite often at my own peril. Things are so much simpler in autumn and winter when I can wear you without absorbing so much heat I become a second sun.
And then there’s these other amazing things too:
- Log fires
- The smell of the rain, pine trees, and wood fire
- The sound of rain on the roof
- Hot chocolate, hot tea, and just about every other hot drink imaginable.
- Delicious soups and stews
- Did I mention the clothes are better?
- Oh and cuddling with this cutie….
Come at me winter, I’m ready!