At night when the sun with all it’s environs are safely behind a few katillion tons of earth plants and animals more than sleep. We heal and dream and grow. For plants to grow properly, at least the plants that I invest in to grow, the darkness isn’t as important as the overnight temperatures. According to what I’ve been reading whilst it rains.
For a few days, with nightly lows down to the 60 mark things should be normal. What I’m wondering is will the next few days relatively lower than normal daily high temperatures be like saved up cools in the bank for the probable hotter days and nights yet to come? One thing’s for sure, they will serve that very same purpose for the psyche.
Kind of like a nap account. Take every nap you can have the luxury to get. So often times in the hustles and bustles we’re engulfed in there’s simply no time. Though I do remember a day long ago coming back from eating lunch at McClelland’s still open Dew Drop Inn that included an “illegal” (they never carded me) serving of my first frosted mug of draft beer. We’d been cultivating beans.
I hopped on my older brother’s John Deere G with the front mounted four row cultivator and started around the field across the road from the one we’d just finished before lunch. About a quarter mile in and around a corner with old rouge trees growing in it was my brother’s brother in law. Tractor shut off and fast asleep under the trees. Maybe he’d had a few.
Enjoy summer. Spring was unsprung at 5:07 am local time. We have three whole months of wonderful warmth to enjoy. Remember to rest. Dark matters. With what amounts to almost twice the daylight as the last solstice it’s easy to overdo it. Lots of liquids. Even if, especially if a few of them are frosty. You know what I mean.
See ya then, see ya there.