The longest, grayest day of the year

[darkemeralds]

O lumière! C'est le cri de tous les personnages placés, dans le drame antique, devant leur destin. Ce recours dernier était aussi le nôtre et je le savais maintenant. Au milieu de l'hiver, j'apprenais enfin qu'il y avait en moi un été invincible.*
--Albert Camus, Noces à Tipasa

(*O light! This is the cry of all the characters of ancient drama brought face to face with their fate. This last resort was ours, too, and I knew it now. In the middle of winter I at last discovered that there was in me an invincible summer.)

Or maybe a fairly hard to beat one. Or, you know, one that might, just maybe, survive another week of this endless PNW cloud cover and rain.

Sheesh. And to think I was worried about bike-commuting in the heat.

Comments

[kis]

Oh dear. I'll try to bring a little of our wonderful Glasgow sunshine with us when we come over. Yeah, don't faint - we're having an actual summer. Ten days without any rain!

[darkemeralds]

It would be extremely odd to have rain and cloud cover here in early September. What we're having now is unusual, but not unheard-of. My grandmother called it a "green tomato summer".

I was just looking at weather stats and it looks like we're pretty safe for your visit. But history isn't a good basis for prediction in these times of climate change, so bring your rain jacket.

[kis]

I live in Glasgow. All my jackets are rain jackets! :)

[darkemeralds]

Yeah. Ditto.

Good thing Portland is rife with coffee shops, book shops, theatres, art galleries and nekkid people on bikes.

[kis]

Ah, so that's what all this bike enthusiasm is about!

[darkemeralds]

LOL! Well, not for me, personally, but it's certainly part of Keep Portland Weird.

I read that Brussels' World Naked Bike Ride Day ride had 50 participants. Just for comparison.