Written by Suraj Shah.
Day to day, things change.
Moment to moment, things change.
It’s almost the end of June, but recently the days have been mostly cold and wet.
Today’s an exception. It’s gorgeous. The sun is shining strong, the air is warm, and yet there is a slight cool breeze. Perfect.
Some say that Britain is experiencing a mini heatwave this weekend, and by Tuesday it will be cold and wet again. They say the forecast does not look good.
Perhaps that’s why, rather than hearing so many complaints about the heat, almost everyone is outdoors and making the most of this sunny Sunday:
- birds are chirping.
- flies are having a field day in the garden.
- the occasional butterfly if fluttering by.
- kids are riding their bikes.
- neighbours are painting fences and moving lawns.
It seems that everyone is making the most of this sunny day, perhaps because they know it will not last.
Neighbours have washed and hung out their clothes and sheets since the early morning, capitalising on the warmth from the sun to dry their clothes.
Friends on Facebook report loading their cars up with their families and heading to Brighton to enjoy time at the beach, or the local park, or to meet their brothers and sisters who have invited them over for a barbecue.
You just can’t ask for better weather on a Sunday.
But it won’t last – the sun will go, the rains will come, happiness and fun will be replaced with misery and complaints. It’s what the forecast says, and they never get it wrong, do they?
Even now as I sit here to write at the dining table, with the patio doors wide open to enjoy the bright sun and the warm air blended with the cool breeze, a jet aeroplane thunders through the skies above my head, making it’s way over to the local RAF base. The peaceful sound of the birds chirping has been rocked by the roar of the jet.
Things change. Day to day, things change. Moment to moment, things change.
Knowing this is perhaps the reason we make the most of a sunny day.
(Photo courtesy of kooklanekookla)