Friday, July 6, 2012

Weather Report

Now is the winter of our discontent

made miserable summer by the sun unhampered by clouded sky

nor air cooled by northern breeze.

That we might in the deep bosom of the ocean bury

our remembrance of such torrid days.


Torrid days, horrid days about which I vowed

never to complain, for winter’s blast is my bane

I hate cold more than I despise the heat.

I lied; I carp, I snivel and complain. I am

no better than all my like-afflicted kin.

4 comments:

Lin said...

I will go down in saying that I like winter and being cold better than I do roasting like a hot dog over the flames of hell. This summer is toooooo hot and I'm ready for something other than 112 degrees.

Yes, my car thermometer read that today on my drive home. :(

I like autumn. I love the cool, crisp air. And the smells of leaves on the ground. mmmmm...I'm counting the days....

vanilla said...

Lin, totally with you on the autumn deal. That's my kind of season!

Chuck said...

Add me to the list. Autumn is my favorite time of year.

vanilla said...

Chuck, birds of a feather...