when the sun shines, they slip into the shade

lake spafford
Lake Spafford, in the Arboretum area of UC Davis, sketched on a lunchtime, a not very interesting lunchtime, one in which I head out on my bike and go, so what am I going to draw? There’s nothing I want to draw today. No, not that, done that, no not that, too much greenery. Actually, no, I will sketch that, I know I ‘only just sketched’ that but that was actually 2007; god I feel like I’ve been in Davis a long time, and these long hot summers are really getting to me. Seriously – you go to San Francisco, less than an hour and a half away, and pass through some sort of invisible force field where it suddenly gets thirty to forty degrees cooler. They should make it illegal, this heat. Oh, it’s just the Sun exercising his right to free speech, the Sun is people too, the Sun has a right to bear UV Rays. Where I’m from we only let the Sun out three or four times a year and even then it has to behave itself. Actually where I am from the Sun listens in on your phone conversations and goes through your bins. So anyway, I sat in the shade, like this fellow here, and sketched away. I’m freckly, I have red hair. I am not anti-Sun, I just believe in traditional weather…

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2 thoughts on “when the sun shines, they slip into the shade

  1. Jen Appel says:

    I feel that way about the humidex. Where I’m from even the rain is dry. In Montreal, to day is 30 degrees – but 40 with the humidity!

    But your patch of shade there still looks very relaxing.

    • pete scully says:

      Humidity is such a pain, I sometimes forget that in this dry heat. I’m really not a hot weather person, not this sort of heat anyway. I look forward to the days when i can wear my jumpers again, and maybe a scarf. We have nice winters in Davis, often sunny and clear, not too cold. But summer is a bugger.

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