Mined from the notebooks. Posted Thursday evening, April 13, 2017.
2:30 p.m. 84 degrees. Setting up the new TV for streaming off the Wii. Local news station on while I fiddle with the cables. Weather report. Meteorologist reports tomorrow will be somewhat cooler and starting Thursday the highs will be in the 60s through the weekend. “Enjoy the eighty degrees while they last,” he says. Enjoy? How do you enjoy 80 degree days when nobody’s opened their pools, the beaches are closed, and even if you can get to the lake or the ocean the water will be way too cold for swimming. And there’s no shade yet. The sun’s glaring. Everything looks washed out, bleak, dreary, dispiriting. No breeze today either. What do people do to enjoy a day like today? Sit in the sun and bake? I guess that’s enjoyable for some people, people who need to bake the winter out of their bones, people who need to soak up some sunlight to recover from seasonal affective disorder. To each their own, but it puts me in mind of my least favorite Edward Hopper painting. People in the Sun. One of the few paintings of his I actively dislike. Possibly because it reminds me of days like today.