Cold snap was needed. It’ll freshen everything up.
My birthday is always a serious turning point.
Too many turning points at this stage.
Still bright outside and weather to be good for the week so important we cherish these sundowns before the solstice.
It’ll be winter before we know it and back to the misery.
I always feel we’ve had the best of summer after the June bank holiday.
The stretch from Masters weekend in mid April to the Champions League Final in early June is always my favourite time of year. Summer is still pregnant with promise.
There’s always a really sad feeling when a Major Tournament and Wimbledon Final clash on the same day around July 15th i find. But normally you’d still have golden days in Croker in August to look forward to. Now thats been taken away too by the split season zealots.
That’s almost poetic
Actually having something, especially something so ephemeral, is always a let down. The promise and the knowledge that you will have the beautiful thing in future is better than having the actual beautiful thing itself. Once you have it you can only lose it.
Ephiemeral Fitzgerald used to play for Nemo
Efe-meral Ambrose (ex-Celtic)
Aoife-meral Sheehan (Limerick camogie)
Powerful evening there now.
Enjoy it while you can.
Once the Galway races are over the evenings are gone. Winter is just around the corner.
The start of the new series of University Challenge is the first night of winter.
Bit of a nip out this evening. There is a distinct “autumn evening” smell that seems to be early this year. Usually late September when i get this
A real ‘Augusty’ feel there tonight in my opinion.
I find these weeks the hardest as we see the Summer slip away before our eyes. I consider August to be like a long Sunday night.
By September I’ve accepted it.
Once Galway finishes the evenings vanish.
I reckon we are in for a cold winter. Id take it over the last 18 months of rain.
A crisp dry winter would be grand so long as its not too harsh and it doesn’t result in burst pipes.
I’ll never forget 2010.