Here there is no need to contemplate, it's the 'auvent'. A covered terrace that keeps out both the worst of the mid-day sun, and the occasional evening storm. Ours is fine against the sun, but still needs a little work to cope with serious deluge.
For several months each year, we eat outside. At lunchtime if it's not too hot we tend to eat on an open terrace beneath a large parasol, but when it's over 25 C we are always to be found inside our leafy 'auvent'.
p.s. The two small palm tree candlesticks on the table come from Marrakech. Morocco is a cautious country; you can't buy their currency beyond their borders, and you're not allowed to take any away with you when you leave. Usually I simply hand out what's left to worthy looking beggars before taking a taxi to the airport, but on my last visit I saw these in a small shop and emptied my pockets in exchange. I think I gave the man more than he was asking (a first?). I rather like them.