Oh, What Do You Do in the Winter time . . .

This post is in honor of my family members who groan, "How can you stand it?" after asking how hot it is here in July. It is also in honor of the author of the Primary song and the author of all of the family magazines ever published who all seem to think that every place in the world has four traditional seasons. (As the lyrics say, "Oh what do you do in the summer time when all the world is green.") Excuse me? All the world? Come now. And I have to say, it chaps my hide a bit to get my Family Fun magazine's endless winter articles about fun in the snow and endless summer articles about things to do outside. Here in the great desert of the southwest, in the Valley of the [eternal] Sun, we do not go outside in the summer unless we are swimming. So I think all of that justifies a little rubbing-in-your-face when I hear reports that it is snowing in Utah in April. Right? So here we go . . . 

Oh what do we do in the winter time when our part of the world is green?

We picnic each day, We go to the park to play, without a cloud in the sky.

If that's not what you do, please don't cry. 

Oh what do we do in the winter time when our part of the world is green?

We drink fresh lemonade, that we ourselves made, from the lemons on the tree up high.

If that's not what you do, please don't cry.

Oh what do we do in the winter time when our part of the world is green?

We go to the zoo and eat fresh citrus too that we don't even have to buy.

If that's not what you do, please don't cry.

Oh what do we do in the winter time when our part of the world is green? (or maybe not-so-green as these pics show!)

We go on a hike, and we all ride our bikes until the sun has gone down in the sky.

If that's not what you do, please don't cry. 

 

And that signals the end of my creative juices for the night. And don't worry, come September, I'll be the one crying. But right now, we're loving the months of 75 degrees.