We are full-on into summertime mode here in the Midwest. The world has greened up nicely, my gardening is on its way to Bloom Time, and the #*(@ bugs are out in force.
Right about now is when I go into the Green Cave. You see, our house sits *far* back from the road, and between me and the road are trees. Lots of trees, mixed with a few shrubs. Many people don't even realize there's a house back here. I can barely see the road for the trees, and as to seeing the neighbor's house (50 yards or so away, somewhere behind me) -- I have no idea if they're home or not. Can't see a thing.
I prefer wintertime. I like the cold and the feeling of "better stay inside, it's too cold to go out" so it's an excuse to be indoors and do the indoor things I like. But there's something to be said for my green cave. I can see the hummingbirds at their feeder; the woodpeckers at theirs; the other flyers at theirs. I see flowers, shrubs, and trees, and ... not much else. It forces me to focus on my keyboard, so I guess that's a good thing.
If you have a holiday weekend coming up, I hope it's a pleasant one, however you celebrate it. I plan to write, relax, attend a memorial service (a yearly tradition), barbeque, and do some more writing ... in my green cave!