Summer Hibernation

 

Yet another hot summer day is over.  It feels rather strange to be constantly seeing blue skies.  Eight o’ clock in the evening and the sun is not just shinning but still has heat.  I am glad of our shaded back garden.  Paper, pen and a glass of cool water is a nice novelty.

This afternoon I spent hibernating from the sun and totally enjoyed the time.  A beautiful lunch followed by the world cup in the company of my son.  Now I was sure that Germany was going to win and had a book ready to hand just in case.  The book remained where it was.

The game was great to watch.  Having German friends and just recently back from a short break in Wurzburg I was up for Germany.  In fact, I was sure they were going to win as I think most people were, except perhaps the Korean team.  Korea played football from the very first minute.  It was great to see.  They ran at the German team.  They played as a united team with the determination not to be intimidated by the World Cup holders.

At the same time Sweden were playing Mexico.  Until this tournament Mexico would not have been one of my favourite teams all because they put us out of the World Cup 1994 in the USA by beating us 2 goals to 1.  This year though, they have played great football especially in the match against Germany.

So today I have had mixed emotions while watching the football; sad to see Germany departing while at the same time admiring the way the Koreans played.  I was delighted to see Mexico through  though today they didn’t play well and if they continue in the same vein they will not progress much farther.

 

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Today’s hibernation took a different root to what had been planned but….

Suburbian Summer

A picture perfect azure sky with not a cloud to be seen heralded the first truly summer’s day of the year.  The temperature already was climbing into the 20’s and it was still early in the morning.

A small blue tit  is busily  having an early morning dip in the yellow bucket oblivious to the neighbour’s cat who is greedily eyeing it.  But, with a shake of his feathers the blue tit departs before the cat can even think of pouncing.  Disgusted the cat creeps back underneath the shade of the of the overhanging roof to await the next bird who would dare enter the garden.

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Neighbouring children are out playing, released at last from the confines of their houses.   Their imaginations running riot and soon they have found treasure or scored a goal in the world cup they are playing in.  Some have turned into princesses while others have moved Lego into the outdoors and continued to build what they have seen in their imagination.

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Another neighbour is working hard preparing garden plots for the new arrivals which he has ordered and are due to be delivered.  These plots will turn into a veritable dinning table of vegetables.  Peas climbing up bamboo poles, marrows grown for autumn harvest, carrots tenderly looked after to give that sweet taste and smell to summer dinners.  The soft fruit bushes have been protected from the winter frosts and are starting to bloom, with the promise of jam in the offing.

There is the sound of music.  It is not a radio.  The music is not familiar.  A beautiful bass voice begins to sing.  Yet again the language is unfamiliar.  The chords initially sound Image result for free images of music notesdiscordant but as the music continues, it gradually weaves itself into the life of garden suburbia.  Does this music come from central Europe?  Perhaps the Baltic?  Then again it could be eastern mediterranean.  It doesn’t really matter, it is part of this summers day.

Sitting beneath a large heavy linen parasol, hands  holding one of a number of daily cups of tea the sounds cast a soothing spell.  The stresses ease as the familiar and not so familiar sounds drift on the air. Yes, a summer’s day in suburbia can be just perfect.