to be inside reading. One is when it’s freezing cold outside. It’s even better when there’s a blizzard outside. (Here in South Carolina that means a lone snowflake was seen only a mile down the road. ((In the summer, our crepe myrtle can cause a bit of confusion.))
The other time is when it’s hot as blazes. Now, I grew up on a local farm. Hot is when it’s over 96 degrees and you can fry your eggs on the sidewalk. The young weather folks on our local station think it’s hot when we hit 90.
No matter how old you are, you can always start something new. Whether it’s learning how to draw, to play cribbage, or to cook a souffle. If you’re willing. Learning and being pliable are two of the things that keep us young.
My summer started with a friend inviting me to join his senior summer bowling league. Once I got passed that ‘senior’, I said why not.
Back in junior high school (over 40 years ago), I bowled on a local rec league. My greatest memories were accidentally wearing the lane’s bowling shoes to a school Christmas party (Red and gray striped shoes go with anything, right?) and having my elbow burned by a cigarette. Not the high points of my life.