Fling wide your aching doors, throw open windows,
For now the burning sun has started to dim,
Beyond the blue horizon it departs,
At last the cooling breeze can whisper in.

This yearning land at last begins to breath,
An ease is found after the heavy heat,
Whilst news of soaring records fill the press,
Let’s rise to grasp this temporary reprieve.

34 degrees in May…
(25.05.26)

© Ben Quant 2026
Photo by Luis Graterol on Unsplash