Lilac season is nearly over, made evident by the browning petals on the tree in my backyard. This sight genuinely makes me sad for some reason, as do the drooping, wilting hydrangeas at the Great Danes' house I've been trying to keep alive. This is a difficult task with the intense Toronto sun this past week. It's 29 degrees celsius right now! The poor Danes are hot and uncomfortable, so they are panting and drooling even more than usual. This makes their kisses... Well, awkward.
It reminds me of this guy I "dated" for two weeks (we never actually went out) when I was fifteen, only this guy not only breathed hard with a disgusting look on his face (What was I thinking?!), but he banged his teeth into mine and forced his tongue down my throat. Even the male Dane knows how to kiss better. Whoops. That came out wrong. Don't worry: I do not make out with dogs.
Anyway, this is summer in May. It makes me wonder what July and August will be like! My parents have opened the pool and put up the solar panels. After a few days worth of sunlight on the water, it should be lovely to swim in. A good excuse to finally get a well-fitting bathing suit!