Summer

in #hive-1949132 years ago

I am a summer person living in a country with four seasons. In the last century, when I was young, the four seasons were equal in length and intensity. Now things have changed, one season has become dominant. Summer, of course, has bitten into both spring and autumn. These, in turn, took more from winter.

The seasons have now changed thus... an extended summer and a more compressed spring, autumn, and winter!

Summer is not only longer but also hotter, a hot summer, and quite unbearable at its peak.

Under these conditions I have to think why I still like summer, even if it is harder to bear now...

Surely this attraction for summer comes from my childhood spent in the country, during summer holidays. Those holidays spent in the country, with my grandparents, were the happiest parts of my life.

That part of my childhood meant absolute freedom, the only time I was free in my life. Every day, from morning until late at night, I spent in the fields with my playmates. We didn't even go to the grandparent's for lunch.

Food was all around us. Fruit, primarily. Then potatoes and corn later in the summer. We'd build a fire and bake the potatoes we'd dug out of the ground, bake the corn on the fire. Some of my friends had to take care of the cows... so we had milk to satisfy our hunger and thirst.

That's when summer came to me! I didn't even feel the heat of the sun. I loved so much to watch the golden field of wheat ears, to see in the distance how the air moved in the heat.

For me, summer has the smell, the smell of mown wheat, summer has taste, the taste of fruit and baked potatoes, summer has sound, especially the sound of cicadas coming out of nowhere. This sound that I heard all the time I didn't even know who made it but it stuck in my brain and whenever I hear it I remember summer. In fact, only summer can be heard!

Everything good and pleasant passes quickly, unfortunately. So does childhood. However, I was left with a passion for summer, to which was then added a passion for the sea! I live quite far away from the sea and got to the sea quite late, only in my late teens.

Summer goes very well, best of all, with the sea. After I stopped going to the country, to my grandparents, I started going to the sea. I waited, as I still do, with great impatience for summer to come so I could run away to the sea. Because I always saw a lot of poppies on the roadside when I went to the sea, I made a connection between summer, the sea, and poppies.

When the poppies bloom it's time for the sea!

I remember with nostalgia my little old car on the way to the sea. I always made many stops to enjoy the vast fields of wildflowers and wheat fields. I would also stop and turn off the car engine to enjoy the almost deafening chorus of cicadas.

The road to the sea passes only through the plain. Wide, almost endless spaces. Three colors dominate the landscape. Yellow. green and red...

From Bucharest, the city in Romania where I live, I can reach the Black Sea, on the highway, in two hours. Although I always want to get there as soon as possible, I don't choose to drive on the highway. I prefer secondary roads, which go through endless fields. This landscape is breathtaking. Especially when a storm is coming!

The road leading to the horizon, the endless plain gives me an extremely pleasant feeling of freedom. For a city dweller like me, cramped in narrow streets and tall houses, this image of the plain gives me peace and quiet.

Summer isn't all sunshine and warmth. The reverse is just as spectacular. Summer storms are violent and violently beautiful, summer isn't all sunshine and warmth.

They start out of nowhere and end abruptly, letting the sun's rays caress the countryside again. A meadow that has had its blessed share of water.

Summer is a wonderful season. Until I get too "fried" it remains my favorite season.

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Que hermoso 💗😍 que te recuerdes de tu infancia y recordar es vivir y acordarse de la familia y especialmente de los abuelos es único muy bello tu contenido.

Thank you. Glad you appreciate!

How beautifully you describe the summer. In my country there are no seasons. There is only drought and rain 😅

Thank you! It's good that you know what to expect. Every place, every climate has advantages and disadvantages...

Childhood memories can be so fun, especially those kinds that was spent with playmates, I remember I also did something of this nature, where me and my friends play throughout the day without even thinking of foods but we were okay till night, we go back home.

Nothing compares to childhood...

That's true, I had a great time in your piece 😊

Beautiful !! I'm an adult now but I think I'm doing all those memories that I always wanted when I was a child!! I'm enjoying this summer and even the heat !

Thank you! Summer is a wonderful season.

I can say that warm season has been dominant in recent years. We had two weeks of a cold snowy weather. However, this week from Saturday, has been warmer again and will last till end of Feb. If goes so, we will have water problem in summer.

I love how you described it! The summer! The freedom! The old times!

Clearly, we are lots years apart, my childhood and yours...but the feeling is the same. I love summers as they remind me of a great fun and beautiful childhood.
I used to envy the ones that grew up jn the city, as I grew up in a village (comuna) near the main town. So I thought I'm the unlucky one. Now I got to realize I am the lucky one being around nature.
I think if a childhood is a happy one, it doesnt matter where that kid grew up. Maybe I would have had a beautiful childhood to the city as well, but that is not something i can tell. I just know i had an amazing childhood. I hope you get my point here.

Cool shots. Love the..poppies are amazing to photograph. I have a photo being in 2nd grade in a field full of poppies. Nice memories.

Never been to other roads than the highway when driving to Cta. Looks nice.

Thank you very much, it gives me great pleasure and joy to know that you enjoyed this evocation of childhood. There is indeed a big difference between our childhood times. You were probably born in a democratic Romania. I stepped into democratic Romania after living almost half a century in communism.
What has remained similar I see is that we had our childhood spent in the countryside and we enjoyed it, even if later we realized its true value.
By chance, I went to the high school in Bucharest where most of the children of the communist nomenklatura studied, from Ceausescu's son (Nicu, who was older than me and I didn't meet him) to the children of various communist leaders, children of ministers... It was a pain and a great shame for me when the teacher asked us, in the first hour after the beginning of the school, where we had taken our holidays. Only a few of us, including myself, invariably answered that we were at our grandparents' home in the countryside. The others, only to the mountains and the sea! At the time I didn't understand how good it was with me, I would have liked to go to the sea, too.

About the road to the sea. There is an exit from the highway at Cernavoda or the next one, at Medgidia, on some secondary roads, I think they are called "judetene" roads. They are not good roads but I like to go there to see part of Dobrogea. When I go to Balcic, I leave the country via Negru Voda. The road is pretty bad, both in our country and in Bulgaria... but I like it.

Well, I've read in one of your posts that you are around 70 yrs old? Or maybe 6 and something?....I hope I'm not wrong and I'm sorry if I am. You just mentioned the year you were born or something. I dont remember exactly. But if thats the truth, than you could be my grandfather, as I'm only in my early 30...31 more exactly! hehh...So yeah, different times you and I. 😁

yeah, as children we tend to suffer more on these matters. You've been through a lot. It wasnt easy in those times.
Luckily,kids in this epoca, are more probably to travel since childhood or at least going to the sea once...compared with older times.

I'm not sure if we'll chose to go to drive to those judetene roads but I'll keep it in mind. Actually, talking about this. This december when we were in Cta, we nearly had to go through there because on the gps maps it said the autostrada is closed. But it was a bug or something. It couldnt be close but we risked and go. But we thought of avoiding it and go on some other road, one of these judetete roads.

We'll travel more frequently to Cta, I guess. So maybe one day we;ll see these roads too.

You weren't wrong and you shouldn't be sorry if you were. I'd be glad if you were wrong by about ten years, haha...
I'm 69 plus a few months or 70 without a few months. I'm closer to 69, to be a bit coquettish... My brain thinks I'm much younger, my body has started to feel my real age.
I suspected your age exactly. It's an age when you have to enjoy it to the fullest.

These bypass roads are not wanted by anyone when they rush to get to the sea. I don't recommend trying it without doing your own research (as they say when you want to buy crypto...), my wife and I have opinions and like strangers, less spectacular things or places. We have friends we disagree with on some issues, we find we like different things. Because of this, I'm afraid to make firm recommendations and when I do I'm afraid I might recommend something that others don't like.

Maybe ask your friends in Constanta if it's worth going there. Normally, they should know better.