It Feels Like It’s Going To Be A Long, Hot Summer

I am starting to get listless and can hardly concentrate on anything for longer than ten minutes at a time. This year the heat has started early. I dread to think what it will be like by the time August rolls around. But best to face each day as it comes.

Summers can be cruel here – on some days the heat is as tangible as a living thing. On some nights, cool breezes blow in from the sea and provide some relief. But more often than not, the air feels as thick and as hot as melted chocolate.

But, dread it as I may, summer is also the time for making memories, for coming across the unexpected. For dreaming strange dreams and daring to be a little bit different, a little bit crazy.  Because as each day ends in a spectacular, fiery sunset and the shrill song of the cicadas gives way to the soothing chirps of the crickets, a lull seems to fall on the land which caresses the soul. In that short lapse of time when the last embers of the dying day are spent and the velvety darkness embraces the land, my own journey of self-discovery begins.

Photographed at The Valletta Waterfront

June 2011