Every November I psyche myself up about the coming summer. It’s going to be great! I just need some sunscreen and a parasol and I’ll be fine! I’ll just move slowly and stay in the shade and it’ll be such fun!
And every February finds me in a foetal ball, with sweat running down my face, crying. So yes, once again summer has beaten me. We’re a few days in to a week of 30+ temperatures with humidity in the 80-90% range, and I don’t want to leave the house every again.
This is a photo taken at Umina Beach, where we went for a family reunion a few years back:
I just love photos of random beach detritus, is all.