I know it is typical to have periods of hot weather in the summer. I also know it is customary to whine about it. It has been so hot here that the soles of running shoes are melting. The Toronto area has been the hottest spot in Canada for three days running. I do not care for that level of hot. The weather has been exasperated by the fact we desperately need rain.
As usual we have gone from winter to summer in one leap. I'm sitting at my desk with the window listening to all of the sounds of life outside - birds chirping, kids playing, neighbor chatting to one another, and motorcycles revving . . .
Paul is working today - that sucks - being stuck inside on the first lovely Sunday of the year is a sad thing. Happily he finishes early so we should get outside for a walk.
After I dropped him off at work this morning I came home and did two hours of work in the garden - it is amazing how getting my hands dirty is relaxing even though it is work.
The pic above is the first flower in the garden - always a happy thing!
Some folks may not understand this feeling but if you live in a part of the country that suffers from severe winter weather you will.
Yesterday was a fairly mild spring day. Paul and I had our annual 'how the hell did we get the outdoor furniture into the basement last fall' fight. Once we recovered we sat outside, sipping our martini, and watched the sun go down.
It is the start of the fresh halibut in the store so Paul made a wonderful basil, lemon, and caper vinaigrette, and I grilled the halibut for dinner.
This morning I sat out on the terrace, listening to the birds chirp, for an hour with my coffee.
We left the snow behind and headed to California for a long weekend of fun. We shoppedm toured wineries, tasted olive oil, met up with good friends, and ate some wonderful food. I can't wait for slow bowl 2009.