It's All Relative

It's early April and
a young woman just walked past my garden gate
wearing a pair of jeans with a bikini top.
As a pedant with a weather station,
I checked the outdoor temperature:
at 14 degrees C,
it objectively isn't bikini weather
but this got me thinking
about how many of our perceptions of the world
are Relative.
Like, maybe she feels it is hot
compared to the still-chilly nights
and the snow day we had last month.
Like, how lukewarm water feels hot
upon frozen fingers.
Like, how the days feel so long now
after the depths of winter.
And how fresh and free I felt
sitting outside today after three days indoors.
The dappled light through our budding apple trees
renewed me
as a breeze danced through the air,
blowing away the dust of yesterday.