It's a holiday Monday in my part of the world.
Back in the 1800's the government of the day recognized the need for an extra day of relaxation in mid-summer. Winter hardy Canadians needed a long holiday weekend to revel in the all too short pleasures of summer living - boating, water skiing, swimming, bbq's, beer, baseball, wine spritzers, and lounging in the sunshine.
It's called Simcoe Day here in these parts, though around Ontario other names prevail: Colonel By Day in Ottawa, Joseph Brant Day in Burlington and Benjamin Vaughan Day in the City of Vaughan. And around the country still other names head up this first Monday in August: Regatta Day in Newfoundland, Natal Day in Nova Scotia & Prince Edward Island, New Brunswick Day in New Brunswick, Saskatchewan Day in Saskatchewan, Heritage Day in Alberta, and British Columbia Day in, you guessed it, British Columbia.
I've written about the history of this day and the contribution of John Graves Simcoe in a previous blog. Click here for the link.
And what am I doing on this holiday Monday? Well, moaning is not permitted, however sweating is unavoidable outside my door. I was out before 9am to give the flowers and plants a deep drink of water before the sun rose high enough to inflict her blazing beams on bloom and bud, even then the air was sultry and rivulets of wet saltiness soon formed on my face. Still I'm happy to report that at least some of the plants are managing to thrive in the heat.
Now I'm staying inside, grateful for air conditioning, writing and musing, and occasionally casting my eye over the weather radar, because this kind of heat and humidity (30°C with 65% humidity) can break with bang!
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| The red dot (upper middle of the picture) is where we live. |
Take care everyone.
Keep an eye on the sky.
Chillax.
Have an iced coffee.
©2018 April Hoeller
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