Hello, summer. Farewell, summer

[hawkwing_lb]

I slept poorly last night. The air was hot and close - for Irish versions of hot and close - and nightmare thoughts kept chasing each other around in my head. At dawn I slept finally, and woke at noon.

The sun lingered between clouds. Since it is my birthday this month and I'm experimenting with treating myself as though I deserve to be happy and have pleasant experiences until that date, I took a stroll down the beach in company with my mother - the tide on the way in, the air rich with salt and that indefinable ocean-smell, the shallows warm - and around the harbour to the ice-cream place. I treated myself to a gooey Nutella and butterscotch crepe and a milkshake for breakfast/lunch. Sugar overdose. A lonely old man was sat outside the ice-cream place looking for conversation from passers-by.

On the way home it started raining.

Now I'm sat with the kitchen window open and the world smells green and full of life. But there is no sunlight any longer. Bye-bye, summer!

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I'm not sure how long the initiative will last! Pleasant experiences like crepes cost money. :P