50s, flea-maket, lake, photography, photos, swimming, travellers
Today I am hot … too darn hot as the wonderful Ella Fitzgerald says … and I have been since yesterday. I think it may be my Irish blood, my fair skin or just the fact that I seem to thrive in the shade but I am hiding inside today trying to stay cool. After my trip to the flea-market yesterday in the blistering heat it seems to be the only way to not spontaneously combust.
As I hopped from shade to shade yesterday as I browsed the stalls I had to giggle at myself and the insanity of being out in the glaring midday heat. But my beautiful finds made up for all the sweat and heatwaves running through my body.
As the day started to fade and I had admired my treasures enough I decided the only way to cool down was to take a late night dip in the lake. I had to hurry a little as I had to make my way through the wood but once I reached the bathing spot and sank into the cool water contentment flooded right though me.
I swam, ducks as my companions and the friendly full moon smiling down on me from his big round face, the sizzling sun of the day becoming a memory. The waves my slow strokes made disturbing only the flies and mosquitoes dancing on the surface of the water. The lights of Friedrichshagen were twinkling across the lake, calling me home, reminding me that it soon would be too dark to find my way back.
Today that late night swim seems so long ago but I think i will wander down to the shores of lake again to day as I am not sure how else t cope with the heat. Again as Ella sings it so well “It’s too darn hot”