Okay, so I've been in Van for almost two years now and I'm pretty wide to the weather here.
I thought Ireland was erratic but this takes the biscuit. The morning starts with sunshine, then by lunchtime it's raining, then by evening it's sunny again (with the most spectacular sunsets I must say), and by night it's lashing again! (not too bad for the walk to and from work, I'll admit, but still, it could be better!)
I really feel like it's time the sun got his act together. Like, seriously, around 4 weeks ago all my Canuck lovin' friends on Facebook were writing as their status updates: "Summer's here, I can feel it" or "The smell of fresh cut grass is in the air!"
(By the way, I should make a distinction here that they mean grass grass, as in actual grass, not the other hand BC is famous for!) and then WHAM! the rains start again, the temperatures return to way below seasonal (so my trusted weatherman tells me) and there's even thunder and lightning some nights!
Sun, it's time to stop toying with my emotions and get those shades on so I can get a hit of Vitamin D!! Just the thought of your warm glow invokes images of me and fellow sun worshippers lapping up your rays on some wooden decking (a beer garden perhaps?!) while sipping on a cold beer and watching the world go by. But, in true youngest child style - I want it NOW!
This isn't Ireland for goodness sake, I came here to get away from all that precipitation!!
I know you'll obey me, soon. You always do. The last two summers have been heaven on earth. I really couldn't ask for more. The thing I love about Van is that the seasons are actually quite defined and, apart from a few hiccups here and there (you hear me sun?!), the average city dweller can pretty much know what to expect.
The cold weather usually rears its ugly head around November - the added perks being the skiing, snowboarding and (but maybe this is just me) looking out the window at the howling wind and rain while tucked up in a warm blanket...mmm, blankie...thanking Allah I'm not outside in that!
Then, usually around February the spritely spring weather begins to blossom and everything feels peaceful again.
If the sun was behaving himself, usually right about now the air starts to heat up and we uncover those ratty flip flops from the back of the wardrobe, and think we must get a pedicure ASAP!
Only to be met, after a wondrous summer, with fall just around the corner (by the way we don't call it 'fall' at all in Ireland, we say 'autumn'...this is a sure sign I've officially become Canadianized!) and the leaves falling off the trees for the whole cyclical process to start again.
Not so in Ireland, of course, where we're even more famous for our rain, if that's humanly possible.
I'm loathe to admit it as I love my country like no other, but aside from the last two years when we've had freakish weather with extreme winters versus extreme summers and sizzling heatwaves -- both of which I've missed -- it rains pretty much every other day. Fact. It just rains A LOT.
People say I must be used to the rain over here coming from Ireland but I'm afraid to say you guys don't have a patch on us!! An umbrella is literally a part of my accessories at home, it never leaves my side. It's crazy in my mind that the weather at home seems to have done a complete 180 and we actually have defined weather patterns like here, rather than just 'rain' but I guess we need some good luck there. Mother Nature is finally taking pity on us for the Celtic Tiger's betrayal!!
So, sun, I know you can do it, I know you want to. Just put on your hat and come out to say 'Hello' for a little longer. We won't chastize you for staying away so long - in fact, we'll welcome you back with open arms.
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are grey. You'll never know dear how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away...