We in the Northeast are famous for having wacky weather. In a single week, we may have a snow storm, followed by high winds, followed by rain, followed by an unseasonable warm couple of days. That’s why we have this saying: “If you don’t like our weather, wait a minute.”
It wasn’t that long ago that we had four (count ’em, FOUR) Nor’Easters in a row. We’d get a ton of snow, then the weather would warm up a bit, and then BOOM: more snow and cold.
April of course is gray and rainy, although we did have some nice sunny days here and there. In April if you get temps in the 50s you feel absolutely tropical. Occasionally we will get a few days in the 60s, which is great.
However, yesterday was a skin-melting 87 degrees! At this time of year, no one has their air conditioners on, so all of a sudden, we were all wearing shorts and sandals and tank tops. Today will be warm as well. But, being New England, you never know if you are going to wake up sweltering or freezing.
In honor of the May heatwave, I found the following Ogden Nash poem called “Summer Serenade” pretty appropriate:
“When the thunder stalks the sky,
When tickle-footed walks the fly,
When shirt is wet and throat is dry,
Look, my darling, that’s July.
Though the grassy lawn be leather,
And prickly temper tug the tether,
Shall we postpone our love for weather?
If we must melt, let’s melt together!”