It's now September. My life is over.
Okay, I'll shut up now. I'm being a
drama queen, and I know it. But as I wrote a couple of weeks ago
this is the one and only thing that gets me even slightly depressed,
and that's the end of “summer”. And this year, I think, it might
be even worse, because I really don't know that we had much of a
“summer”, at least here in Marquette. June was a little wetter
and cooler than usual, July was a little warmer and dryer than
average, and August was just, well, weird.
How weird? How about the fact that it
only hit 80 four days during the entire month. And, according to the
National Weather Service, it's been almost 10 degrees BELOW average
for the past two weeks. That's just not right.
In a strange way, I have to laugh about
the weather and how it's treating us. As I've mentioned recently,
this is the time that we're usually in Europe, and for six of the
past seven years that's meant this is when it's rainy and cold in
Europe. However, because we're not there this year, it's been in the
80s and 90s with sun the past five days. So instead of, say, last
year, when the first five days of our trip were rainy and in the 50s,
it's been glorious over there.
Here? Not so much. It's been cool and
except for a few days this past weekend, rainy. Think Mother
Nature's trying to fool with us?
8-)
Admittedly, what I call glorious my
European friends may call horrid, as they're suffering through their
third hottest summer in history, thanks to climate change. But (and
this is just me being me) I'd much rather go through the third
hottest summer in history than the cloudy and cool blahs we've been
given. That's just me; I'm sure your opinion may vary. I'm just
hoping that this cloudy & cool “summer” weather doesn't
become our new normal. After all, Mother Nature's trying to
compensate for all the damage we're doing to her, which is why
weather (including our wet & cool summers) is becoming so extreme
everywhere on the planet.
But you know what? I'm sure none of
that matters to you the way it matter to me. I'm sure you're able to
handle whatever comes your way with less than 1 percent of the
complaining I do about it. I'm sure you don't obsessively wonder why
summer hasn't lived up to your dreams. And I'm absolutely sure that
you don't look at the weather a quarter of the way around the world
and wonder why a planetary atmospheric system has it in for you and
only you.
I'm sure you don't. Just as I'm sure
that you don't think September is the end of the world as you know
it. So with that in mind, I pledge not to mention the weather the
rest of the month, even if just keeps going downhill, even if it
turns out to be glorious, or even (gasp) if we see snowflakes in the
air.
Well, maybe I reserve the right to
complain just a little if we see snowflakes in September. Because,
I'm thinking, that might be a little more than even you guys could
handle, right?
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