I don’t like summer.
I know, I know! Most of you do like it! My husband loves it. He loves to be hot, to feel the sun, and the extended light of the long days.
I love rain, clouds and dark days. On those days I feel free and exempt from all duties. My soul feels free! Maybe it was because my Baptist Grandmother always gave herself permission not to go to church on the Sundays it rained. She believed being in the rain made one sick! So I have permission to make my own choices on dark rainy days.