It is now June 17, four days until summer, and I wonder, will we have one at all? Normally, I like this time of year the best. Crisp mornings to jog in with warm afternoons to relax in, light early and late into the evening. Instead its been primarily cool and damp, and totally disappointing. I grew up in the California desert with >40C summer temperatures, so I like it warm and dry. The extra daylight here is a nice bonus.
We had a lovely April, so I went out and bought a nice outdoor table and chairs, so I could eat and relax on my terrace. I’ve just used it once – the weekend I bought it. Every weekend after that its been too wet or too cool. I finally had to bring the wood table top inside to treat it since it didn’t stay dry long enough to do it outside.
The potted plants, however don’t seem to mind too much, and there is enough sun for them. They keep flowering and growing, so I guess it isn’t as bad as I thought, since they’re happy. But I’m cranky from not being able to go and sit outside in the evening after work.
I’m going to file a complaint with Mother Nature.
Tags: Nature
