Before we segue into the season of posts about snowfall, blizzards and cold temps I've got to record my rant about this summer.
It's the torturous summer that never ends.
It's September in a few hours and we're in the middle of another heat wave.
"Oh, you don't need air conditioning," I tell buyers, "We only get a handful of really hot days."
Usually that's true.
But not this summer. We had 90 degree days in April and we've been through such a siege of hot and humid days that I've been at the end of my rope for weeks.
Sunny days too. No rain. For weeks. Everything died - and the trees that didn't probably will next year since apparently it takes another year for the effects of a drought to show up with mature trees.
Through it all the weather boys and girls would give chirpy reports about the wonderful weather. Are you kidding me?
In fact, when we finally got a cool and rainy day last week I have never heard so many people crowing about the wonderful weather and the relief of it all.
Short lived relief. Hot and humid again. I'm back to lugging water buckets trying to bring the street trees back to life.
When I'm shoveling snow I'll remember these days and be grateful. Ha! Probably not. I'll be grumbling then too. But I'll be a lot closer to sane in January than I am in August.
Fall can't get here soon enough.
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