If you wiped clean from my mind any knowledge of today's date,
And had me sniff the air and the grass,
And feel the cool wafts of breeze,
And hear the tinkling of rain on bricks,
And watch the scudding, low clouds,
I'd say it was late September.
But it's July.
What a respite today is! I could truly live in this weather all the time: 70 degrees, cool, damp, soothing, just a hint of something brisk in the air.
Adam says he needs it 10 degrees cooler, and I must agree with him. Because I want weather that's comfortable with long pants and a sweater. I want to be chilly in shorts.
About 3 days of summer is adequate for me; give me autumn!