This is art
I will absolutely not bitch about the cold. I spend every day above 70 F wishing it were the dead of winter. I spend every day of winter in pure bliss because I’m not just permanently uncomfortable.
You can mitigate the cold in a plethora of ways. Layers, blankets, central heating, radiators, fire, cuddling. The heat will make me miserable all the time and the best I can do is temporary relief by a cold shower.
On a subzero winter day I’m having the time of my life in the morning walking to a local bakery for some donuts to bring home. No way I’m doing that in summer, I’d be absolutely drenched in sweat when I got home.
The only thing high temps have going for them is a long growing season for the garden and being able to swim.
Since I can’t ever find the time to hit the lake or rivers anymore, I’d be perfectly happy with a green house and becoming more efficient with my planting schedule.
Plus, in the winter I get to wear scarves and jackets with extra pockets. Extra pockets are nice.
LOL what? I live in a place with high temps; you can’t grow shit here other than cacti and some bushes… Because of the high temps.
Or by “high temps”, do you mean temperatures in the 80s (27-32°C)? That’s November weather here.
Why would you ever bitch about cold? Just put on some clothes mate.
I will bitch about heat.,
I will bitch about cold.
I will bitch about sunshine,
and about growing old.
I will bitch about everything,
inside and out.
And if there is nothing,
Well I’ll bitch about that.
Very good, I had a go at an alternate ending.
I love the cold. I wish I lived someplace cold. I can’t stand the heat, and I don’t particularly care for warm weather either.
I agree. But, as I’ve gotten older I’ve realised that the cold gets slightly less fun. Still, fuck the heat.
