You're not wrong, pip. Fall has been hot. But 80 feels so nice compared to 105 that I'm just happy it is finally below 90. Heat above 90 F and I'm one miserable individual. I'm looking forward to some clouds, and some RAIN. I have a thing about the rain. I love rain. I love it like nothing else I can think of. Rain is my favorite thing. I will walk in the rain, sit in the rain, oh and my special treat when it's raining is to sit in the jacuzzi. Hot water for my body, cool water for my face. That's the one true natural high that I experience... sitting in the jacuzzi with the rain coming down on my head and my shoulders. After five minutes I experience euphoria as soft and lovely as any euphoria from any drug at any dose. If it starts to rain here (weather report says it might) I will take my headache over to the pool area and get in the jacuzzi. Unless it's lightening. I love thunder and lightening but I don't sit in the spa and watch it.
We went to Ireland in 07 or 08, and it rained almost every day for the two weeks we were there. We went out sightseeing and all the stuff in the rain. People acted like we were crazy because we went out on the Dingle peninsula to see the beehive huts, the Jesus, and the old cemeteries, all in the pouring rain. We loved it though. GOD I love Ireland... so sad my foreparents had to leave in order to survive the famine. We would have loved to just stay there. Leaving Ireland broke my heart. We were on vacation but by the end of the two weeks we were completely in love with Ireland. Well, the west and the south of Ireland.
In this pic, we had left Dingle and were headed east. We stopped at Inch. There was a storm brewing and the ocean was roiling, with made Inch all the more magical to me. There is a beach there for summertime surfing and whatever. We went for Christmas and New Years, and Inch was not full of sunbathers. It was not full of anyone! We only stopped to enjoy the view. From there we drove on to Kinsale. Incredible beauty all over that little green island.