September

September has brought different things for me in the past, different meanings.

Mostly, it has brought back the return of school, the death of the summer hoildays when we were so free to do as we wished; stay up late, get up without the annoying and loud alarm clock and the summer sun warming you through to the heart. In those days it was a return to a routine, a new timetable to get used to and to catch up with people, almost an excitment to be back in a farimiliar setting which you can slip effortlessy back into.

Today is the second of september, and there is a new change - this time in the weather. Like it has been set, the temperture has gone down enough that i had to begrudengly pull on a jumper and shut the back door, and it has rained all afternoon. Not the thunderstorm heavy rain which you can't stop but be excited about and drawn to watch the lighting flash across the dark sky and feel the thunder shake your very core, but the dull rain which falls from equally dull grey clouds, simply making you feel depressed.

I feel like i come alive in the summer when the sun shines, is it just me or is everyone like that? i just love to stand out in it, feeling the warmth soak into me. Not for the fact of getting a tan, but just to feel the light and glourious gentle warming heat, to feel the life it brings to the garden and how it makes everything lazy; the butterflies slowly fluttering their beautiful wings, the bees woofting from one blooming flower to the next and the dog panting in it, refusing point blank, clearly saying it would rather boil than move from the sunshine.

And now it is dull and grey, soaking wet and dark. A whole 'nother year until it comes around again.

Yes. The summer is over and September is here.