What’s up with this?

Seems like 40 days and 40 nights this has been going on. Here it is, friggin middle of May and we’re still wearing sweaters—during the day!

The weather lately has been like something out of a Garrison Keilor skit about Northern Minnesota, but I can assure you: it’s not funny. I’m ready to bask in the sun, and the sun’s nowhere to be seen. Day after day, I wake up, optimistic, thinking maybe this will be the day it finally gets warm. But then I see the clouds, hear the dreary sound of raindrops on the roof and I fall back into a kind of despair. The poor basil plants on the deck sympathize; once so promising and vibrant, now they’ve given up, withered away, and decided to die.

I seek independent verification when the weather goes weird like this. “Is this normal?” Someone who knows please tell me. “Will we have a summer this year?” Because if I don’t get a strong dose of the season I live for—soon, I’ll be pissed.

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