Tag Archives: summertime

A heat wave in central Pennsylvania

Greetings, readers. For the first time in a number of weeks, the mercury is going to push past 90 degrees farenheit, and the humidity is atrocious. I’m not really complaining, because I froze my tailbone off this past winter. The last few days were in the low 80s with low humidity. Almost springlike. Then someone decided to turn up a thermostat. They could have done it a little more gradually.

In the springtime we had a lot of rain. Recently, not so much. Perhaps a passing thunderstorm, only lasting 15 to 20 minutes. This is quite normal for central Pennsylvania for this time of year. Knock on wood, we usually don’t get tornados because this area is too mountainous. We do get the strong storms with flash flooding.

I’ve been keeping tabs on the weather in Maine recently. This last week was a washout for campers. I’ll be arriving at Bear Spring on the 8th of August. Hopefully all that rain does its thing and moves on. I’m hoping for sunny and warmer so I can go boating, fishing, and swimming. The beauty about camp, though, is if it rains or it is cool, you can read a good book or play a game of Yahtzee while sitting in front of the fireplace.

I can’t believe that camp time is almost upon me again. This year went by so quickly. I longed for summer and its wonderful warmth, and here summertime is 2/3Ā complete. Not too long after I get back from Maine, the Penn State fall semester will be beginning, as well as college football. That time of year always brings cooler temperatures and changing colors on the leaves of the trees. I hate to say it, but in about 9 weeks, we will definitely begin to see a change in the daytime high temperatures. Where did my summer go? šŸ˜¦

On Friday, we’ll have another blog entry for you, on a yet unknown topic. Until then, have a great couple of days, take care, and happy reading.

Beautiful late summer day

Greeting, readers. Keeping to my after-camp resolution, I am getting up early and going to bed early. This provides me the opportunity to enjoy the beautiful cool mornings that we had yesterday and today. Although both afternoons were a little steamy, it’s nice to have that contrast between the day’s warmth and the morning’s coolness.

I was so hoping not to get back into my rut of being a night owl. I think I’ve finally broken that habit. I am tired between 10:30 and 11:00 at night and I’m waking up just before my alarm goes off at 6:45. Being a regular at Panera, I love the fact that only the early morning regulars are there at that time. When I arrive at 7:30, I can usually find a table near an outlet for my computer. I get myself my morning coffee and a pastry and I’m set for a nice long morning. Okay, it’s not like fishing in Maine, but it is a nice long morning nevertheless.

After my September 12th performance, I will be writing longhand in the mornings. I have chosen that to be my creative time. I’m really psyched about the upcoming year. As for the current project, the third Bear Spring Camps book, I’ve already had to get rid of a few ideas because those stories have already been told in another form. The one thing I refuse to do it tell the same story over again just to fill up pages. I fully intend to come up with 20 – 26 new stories about my experiences at Bear Spring since the age of five. So stay turned for updates on that.

Lastly, an update on my rehearsing for the show. My singing is coming along quite well, but I have not gone full-scale rehearsal yet. I have permission from the office manager to rehearse tonight in the community room if I keep noise down to a minor dull roar. I need to work on any dancing moves that I can do. My apartment is not big enough to move around in. Hopefully my balance and coordination will allow me to give the folks at my apartment building a good show.

Until Friday, have a good week, take care and happy reading.

My therapy is going well

Greetings, readers. After many years of trying to deal with my life’s issues, which include depression, I finally gave in a few weeks ago and found a rather good psychologist. I’ve only met with her three times but already I know that it’s going to be a huge success. Just having someone to talk to is a tremendous help. And being a trained professional, she knows the right things to suggest and say.

I must admit, the first week I went there I was nervous. I wasn’t sure it I wanted to go, so I called my friend Dave and posed this question to him: “With my mom being a psychologist, Dave, do you think she would have been proud of me or not?” He told me that in his opinion he was certain that if I was getting the help that I needed that she would be all for that. I tend to agree with his assessment. Although Mom always was a very proud person, she always did look out for her only son and what was best for him.

So, to therapy I go once a week. I already am feeling very much improved as far as my depression goes. I seem happier, I’m telling more jokes, and believe me it’s been a long time since I’ve felt this happy. Was I depressed to the point where I was wearing black clothing and black nail polish? No. But depressed I was. I know that in my life I have done some things that might not have been the best choices for me, especially in money management, but what I have to do from this day on is concentrate on making different choices.

I am extremely pumped that summertime is here. Yes, the humidity can be a bit oppressive from time to time. But I like warm temperatures, as you know, and green leaves on the tress. This past winter there were days where I stayed inside about 98% of the day. Now, I’ll walk from a bus stop and take a listen to the birds. It’s is so enjoyable to do so without having to bundle up like a polar bear and still freeze. But, like I said in my last post, here we are already in late June. Someone once told me the theory for the reason why time seems to be going more quickly, and that is: If you have already lived more than half your life there is less ahead of you, and somehow that alters how you perceive time. I don’t know if I buy in to that, because the last time I checked there were still 24 hours in a day and 365 days in a year. But something sure happened, because I remember being 20 years old, blinking, and here in two weeks I’ll be 49. Arg.

Please readers send good wishes for me with my therapy. I have a good doctor and I like her. Until next time, take care, stay well, and happy reading.

Top ten things I love about summertime

Greetings, readers. Finally … here is this past weekend’s top ten list for you. As usual, these selections are in no particular order though number one is my favorite.

#10. Seeing green again. [I always hate during wintertime when there is snow on the grass and no leaves on the trees. Everything looks dead.]

#9. Seeing people drive around in their convertibles.

#8. Baseball season.

#7. Watching students at Penn State play frisbee or ball toss on the lawns of campus.

#6. The Central Pennsylvania Festival of the Arts and the People’s Choice Festival.

#5. The late spring/early summer carnival. [I believe it came in late May or early June and sadly it no longer comes back.]

#4. Being outdoors more. [I was never one for taking a walk in the cold.]

#3. Hamburgers and watermelon at a summertime cook-out.

#2.Ā Enjoying a Hires root beer float.

#1. My annual trip to Bear Spring Camps every early August.

Well, there you have it. Chime in with your list if you want to and Rebecca and I will reply. Until next time, take care, have a great day and happy reading. P.S. Stay cool if you are in the heat wave. 92 degrees here.