When temperatures turn sultry & I can no longer say with a straight face, 'I don't need air conditioning at all...ever,' I start to lose momentum on my outside projects. This is generally marked by a change in perspective. Not speaking philosophically here--I change actual perspective by finding more & more tasks I can accomplish in the cooler tile floor.
You may notice Mu looks taller in pics, simply because I'm photographing her from underneath. 
Melted Mu
Swinging a pick axe, shoveling gravel, or lifting concrete block lose their romance & I do a lot of yoga, crunches, stretches, & anything else to get fit without abandoning my beloved tile.
I steam the floor more regularly in the summer, leaving it clean enough for the 'floor exercises' plus other subterranean pursuits like cutting upholstery fabric. 
Here I am, looking for all the world
Like a deranged advice columnist.
After season 'half time,' this will clad my From the C booth this fall.
Inevitably at some point during the summer I have to do some personal archaeology too. I get frustrated & overwhelmed at the zillion piles of project starts, & end up putting everything away & doing an aptly off-season version of Spring Cleaning. 
Necklaces...in progress...on the big red
In a ridiculously futile effort to maintain the freshly discovered clear surfaces, I then try to limit myself to single, or at least single digits of projects. This goal usually lasts a couple of earnest weeks before I'm knee deep in imagining again.
Making 'bamboo-wrap' gold strands for
Earrings & rings
Sofa I'm still thinking about slipcovering
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