Oh yes, it is. :)
The roads are lined with fireweed, the beautiful pink blossoms giving color as far as the eye can see. And everyone knows that fireweed means the beginning of the end of Summer.
Last night, it got sort of darkish. Not dark enough for stars or aurora, but dark enough to require turning on lights in the house. How novel.
Autumn and I practically sprinted our run this morning. And I kept my shirt on. :)
And the mosquitoes have thinned down fantastically.
It won't be long before we get to go skiing!
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So how many weeks of actual summer do you get? I don't know if I could sound so cheerful at winter coming, seeing as it is only July, no matter how good the skiing is! Still, fewer mozzies has to be a good thing ;-)
Well, Fall will be in September, and the first snow generally comes sometime in October. So I guess actual Summer would be about three months--June, July, and August. :)
Summer is good, you get berries and salmons. Winter is good, no mosquitos and you can ski. As long as you have all the equipment for both seasons to make your daily life easier. I think the best thing is to have the modern life conveniences and rural life scenery.
So are you pretending to be looking fwd to winter so we don't feel sorry for you, or are you really looking fwd to winter?
P.S. My coworker was wondering about your outhouse in the winter time and had a question: Doesn't it freeze as soon as it exits your body? Wouldn't that be a weird sensation? You'll have to keep us apprised come winter time!
I really am looking forward to winter. You should feel sorry for us in Summer, because we are dusty and sweaty and have mosquitoes up the wazoo. And mud. And mud. And mud.
And mud.
And Summer isn't as much fun as you'd think, because my favorite Summer activity is to hike, and most of the trails are muddy, except for the ones that go above the treeline, and those are steep and rocky and quite grueling. There is really no equivalent of the half a day's saunter in the San Bruno Mountains.
And, no, your crap and pee don't freeze as soon as they exit your body! Although they freeze shortly thereafter. It's no different from a glass of very warm water (at 98.6 F, right?). So you pour a glass of very warm water outside. It doesn't freeze *immediately*. I do like that the dogs' crap freezes. It's much nicer to clean. And that the garbage freezes, so you can take your time taking it to the dumpster, and not have to worry about it stinking up your yard!
An instant peesicle would have great humor value, though.
By the way, I don't "pretend" or lie in this blog. A blog allows me to post whatever I want, and ignore questions if I choose. If there is anything I don't want to discuss, I won't mention it at all, so there is no need to make up anything. I don't owe a potentially worldwide audience explanations, nor do I need anyone else's warm fuzzy feelings in order to make my life a good one.
Then why does everyone love the summer in Fairbanks so much more than the winter?
Why does "everyone" love Southern California, which I rather dislike (no offense to my SoCal readers!)? Why does "everyone" love mushrooms, which I abhor? Different strokes for different folks.
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