Blue

We have a gray day today. I live in a beautiful place, surrounded by a green and leafy landscape, which has some disadvantages such as the weather. It is rainy most of the time. We seldom see the sunlight, only in the summer, and our summer is a very short one.

It is incredible the influence that weather has on people’s mood. They say people around my place are quiet and depressive. I do not think so. The thing with rain is that you do not feel like going partying if it is raining. You feel like staying at home, sipping your coffee and looking through the window at the falling rain. I don’t hate rain, as many people seem to. In fact, I like to watch it falling smoothly, as it often does here. I also enjoy running in the rain. As long as it isn’t pouring, of course. Rain is really nice when it cools your skin, while you are jogging. Another really good sensation is when you get up on a Sunday morning and you find out that it is really dark and wet outside, but you don’t give a shit because there is nowhere you need to go, so you climb back to your bed and enjoy a nice cup of hot chocolate while reading. Of course, this sensation turns into one of absolute misery if it is Monday instead of Sunday! L

Although my mood isn’t usually influenced by the weather, I am feeling a little blue today. The clouds are fluffy, with that quality that seems to promise an evening of rain. What makes me sad is not the necessary rain, but what it implies. It is the end of the summer. Grey skies, shortening days, gold and brown in trees. Fall is a transitional period in my place, short and extremely beautiful while the woods around change their façade. And then the long, cold winter. With wooden hats and scarfs and warm coats. Frosty mornings, hot pot for lunch, afternoons reading at home. I love Autumns and Winters, but I know I am going to miss the sun so much. I’ve enjoyed these precious afternoons reading outside. The long days, the nights out, the sea, the beach, my parent’s house with its shiny flowers and siestas in the garden. There are so many good things you can do when it is hot. Summer is precious because it is short. And it is always sad to have to say goodbye to something you love.