Wednesday, October 17, 2012

You are my Sunshine

In the sunny South, we take for granted the beautiful days without a cloud in the sky. We expect the warm sunshine on our face as we leave the house. We know that, on most days, we will see the sun at some point. I miss this assumption... Here in London, the sun is a novelty item, a cause for celebration, an unexpected treat to make your day exponentially better.

When I wake up with the sun shining through the blinds, I know it is going to be a good day. No bulky umbrella, no heavy rain boots and most of all, no sopping wet rain coat that soaks your flat's recently mopped floors. The sun is a reminder that it is all going to be okay. That sometimes our days are filled with a dark and dreary rain, but at the end of week, when you least expect it, the sun will come out and bring a smile to your face. When something is scarce, we love and appreciate it more. The sun has become a joy every time I see it peeking through the clouds. Wow, my hippie side is really be coming through here.

And then... just as you're walking home from class and thinking of how to write a very insightful post on the beauty of the sun... the clouds move in, within five minutes you're soaking wet and still 7 blocks from home. Oh well, we all know that a terrible rain storm can always be cured with a cup of hot tea. That is what the Brits do really well. But weather? Not so much.

Cheers y'all, Lisa

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