Remember the days where summer days were endlessly sunny, where it was rare for rain in July.
Being a kid, summer was about spending every minute of the day outside, up a tree or playing in the shed or paddling pool. The grass in the garden had big cracks in it where the soil had dried up. The plants all needed watering every evening.
On holiday it was too hot to sit on the beach for too long without going in the sea or going and making dams across little streams or rock pools.
Contrarily, winter was so much different. You had to put on coat and gloves whenever you went out. Most winter mornings it was frosty. If you were lucky you would your mum would wake you up in the morning and say ‘look outside’. When you ran to the window it was covered in a foot of snow. The longing to be playing in it made you get dressed in many layers and get out in it as quickly as you could. There was usualyl enough to make a decent snowman or slides down the steep hill in the park on a sledge for hours on end. You wouldnt ever feel cold because snow is not cold to a child.
Is it me getting older and more boring or has the weather changed a lot. Last winter I dont remember ever wearing my coat. It didnt seem very cold at all. Just maybe drizzling a bit. Now it is summer and the weather is pretty much the same as it was 6 months ago. Summer was a month around easter and has now come and gone.