Summertime

Today was the first really warm day. On a Saturday, no less! I noticed at the Art Gallery the difference between the people who were in shorts and thongs and tops with spaghetti straps and those who, like me, still wore all black with long sleeves and long pants. Some people have obviously been hanging out all winter to break out the revealing gear, and some, like me, want to wear their coats until the last possible moment when they are forced by heat and discomfort to denude them. Some people are summer-wishers and some people are winter-wanters, and you could tell them apart today.