Hi there. It is August 12th today. Do you know what I’m wearing? A sweater. On August 12th. Also over that sweater: a semi-heavy jacket. And yet, I’m still cold? In August? Whaaaa…?
(That was my head exploding BECAUSE IT IS FUCKING FREEZING AND IT IS AUGUST AND HOW IN THE HELL AM I SUDDENLY LIVING IN BIZARRO WORLD?)
This place is so weird.
I have also only seen the sun on one day and then for only about 4 hours in the last three weeks I have been in MA. It was plenty sunny in Alabama, thank god, otherwise I would have since dyed my hair jet black and taken to mournfull stares and hoodies. But I’m pretty close to that. It has rained about 7 inches here in the last two weeks, most of that coming in a continuous, unabating drizzle that is infuriating me and breaking my spirits. We do, however, have the occasional spectacular storm complete with window-rattling thunder and spine-tingling lightening that is admittedly exciting and beautiful, but enough with the rain already!
My garden is rotting and the farm is a big sopping wet mess of mud and weeds. On Saturday I literally had to fight my way through a chest-high forest of weeds to get to the leeks (which were almost as tall as I am- they are enjoying the copious rainfall). I looked like I had gone though a car wash. A muddy car wash. I wanted to take pictures, but I was busy being frustrated with Pete who had my camera so to punish him I left him alone so he didn’t know I was upset and also didn’t get any pictures that I really wanted to take. BOY I SHOWED HIM. TAKE THAT!
So, in conclusion: BLEEECHHH!