Odes to Summer

Here's a link to Vivaldi's Summer (scroll down and click on movement 2 for the nice adagio) just in case you want to hear a snippet while you read. I know, we've all heard plenty of Four seasons but it's lovely nonetheless. If you prefer, here's the best summer song ever: The Specials, Too Hot.

For your summer enjoyment:

Colorful Southern Phrases For The Inept And Nerdy Northerner To Describe The Hot Weather:

• It's hotter than a goat's butt in a pepper patch.
  
• It's so hot, the trees are bribing the dogs.
  
• It's hotter than a two dollar pistol.
  
• It's hotter than butter on a biscuit.
  
• It's so hot the hens are laying hard-boiled eggs.
• It's so hot you could pull a baked potato right out of the ground.

Bad Southern Sayings Which Were Too Awkward And Just Didn't Make The Cut (with apologies to Wendy Molyneux)

• It's so hot, my thumbs slipped out of my armpits.
  
• It's hotter than my gun barrel at the fishing hole.
  
• It's hotter than my six-year-old at her beauty pageant.

Feel free to add your own.

And finally here's a certain two-year old kitten's version of summer bliss. Does it count as haiku if she doesn't get the meter counts right?

I like the sun,

I close my eyes,

And the sun be's on my eyes.