It’s summer already, although I don’t know why this surprises
me as every year I exclaim at how quickly time passes. The winter months seem
interminable but as soon as spring is here it’s practically summer! I recently
read a piece about how, in countries in south and south-east Asia, the New Year
is celebrated in mid-April instead of January. This makes sense to me as
January is a difficult month with limited hours of daylight and miserable
weather; far better to celebrate new beginnings when everything is springing to
life, the sun is shining and we can hope that things will turn out well.
