Friday, April 26, 2013

Rays of the Sun

I write about the weather a lot. I can’t help it. The sunlight ignites a flame inside of me and sends me to a place where only the most exquisite words and photographs can explain my thoughts on the weather.

The rain does this to me, too. So does the changing of colors in autumn and the heaviness of the snow in winter. Something about the not knowing, and the never lasting, keeps me hanging onto unanswered questions and yearning for the steadiness of the promise of perfect-weathered days. Maybe this is why my favorite candle is the one called "Summer in the Winter." It keeps me on my toes, handing me hints of both sunkissed skin and oversized sweaters.
It's really all about the unfamiliar, yet too familiar feeling when the weather starts to adjust, and it's hard for me to adjust too. But for now, I’ll just relish in the sun because when you're busy focusing on the sun, you don't have time to think about anything else.