I hate summer. Don't like the heat, the humidity or the bugs. It's not a season for fat men, and I am a fat man. I hate the hazy white bleached-out sky of July and August.
We must have had a front come through, though, because the humidity is down to a reasonable level today, and the cloudless sky is that blue you normally see in October and November. It's one of those rarities, a nice summer day.
I'll still be glad when summer is over, though.
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