Thursday, July 5, 2012
The reason we choose to stay in Chicago is that however awful our winters may be, the summers are always delightful and moderate.
At least that was the case until 1.30 p.m. somewhere between the mall and the library on Naper Boulevard.
Note to self: put masking tape over outside temp read-out. Best not to know these things.
(If it's this bad now, what will it be like in August when we are in our wedding -- and undergarment support -- finery?)
Think temperate weather thoughts with me:
Lush green grass.
Wave Petunias still waving and not shriveled into crunchy stubs.
Hydrangeas all bright and white, exhibiting their usual good posture at the back of the garden.
Silvery rain drops -- a lot of 'em.
And calming, cool breezes.
Possibly a vodka tonic or two until it happens.