Today summer officially begins but those bright, effervescent slivers of change crept in long ago, almost blinding and at times, unbearably hot. A Queensland summer is challenging and at reliably bipolar. In between morning siestas and daydreaming of a cool change, there are surprise thunderstorms and the creamy revelation of frangipanis from once dehydrated, Alien-esque stumps. In one moment I am condemning the heat and in the next I am gleeful that I can walk home at 8pm underneath the light spatter of freed water sprinklers. Last week, my man sent me a picture of the gigantic mulberry he had scavenged from the bush in his mum's garden. Meanwhile my girlfriend's and I had been sitting in a courtyard, immobile except for the moments where we refilled our sangria mugs and took another handful of frozen raspberries. That is our summer and she deserves to be honoured with plans like this.
Rules Of Summer:
Watch the New Year's sunrise.
Swim in the dark sea.
Share hot chips and milkshakes in the park during Sunday twilights.
Enjoy late dinners on the deck by candlelight and citronella lamps.
Make green smoothies every morning.
See a movie by star and moonlight.
Travel to my family's beach house for a weekend.
Visit a coastal market every month.
Dance to our friend's band at The Fox.
Host a vinyl listening and whisky tasting party.
Draft goals for 2013 over gelato.
Capture these moments with a disposable camera.
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