“The RoseBouquet”

This summer has been unusual in that it has not been hot very many days. The few that we’ve had were scattered apart. But this week the heat is building up and it is is suppose to go to over 30C today, and continue in this range until Sunday when it will plunge downward again.

Now I’m not sure what your favourite temperature is. I’m not much one for a lot of heat. Yesterday’s temperature in the mid-20s Celsius was just perfect for me. However, the summer has been fairly cool inside my house, so that I usually have slept with extra blankets layered on me, and huddle under a fleecy top or even my quilt cozy most evenings at the computer. I’ve felt sort of cheated because our winter just past was so very cold, and I had rather looked forward to some hot days of summer, so I could get out of my winter clothing and put on some cool dresses or summerwear. I had about resigned myself to a not-hot summer.

Ah, and I’ve figured out why my house is cooler than outside. It’s so old it was built with slat and plaster rather than drywall. Though it is crumbling in places, that plaster is hard as a rock. You’d think a wee little house would heat up soon enough, but this house of rock keeps the heat out unless I open all the doors and windows. I’m grateful for that as a rule.

Yet, now I get to revel in the general outdoor and some indoor warmth for the rest of this week! Well, to a degree. If it should get too unbearably warm, I have a couple of fans, and even Dad’s old window-box air-conditioner set into the kitchen window.

At the office here we have air-conditioning that kicks in at a certain temperature. I can only stand that for a short while if I’m truly hot, like when I’ve just walked over here and spent half an hour in the sunshine and working off some calories with a good stride. But I’ve been here less than half an hour and already I’ve turned up the thermostat to the point where the air-conditioning kicks out and lets the room warm up again.

Right now I’m really glad I’m alone in this office, and don’t have to contend with someone’s taste in temperature.

How about you? Do you get to control your temperatures? How does this summer suit you?