Last week we had days of consecutive sun. Briefly we turned on the central air to alleviate the heat that accumulated in our bedrooms. I may have, during a weak moment, perhaps after a particularly violent bout of tree pollen induced sneezing, wished fleetingly for a small rain. I apologize.
The weather has turned from May’s sudden promise of summer to a dreary, if flower-laden, damp chill reminiscent of October’s worst. I have had to don socks. Outrageous!
Fortunately I recently finished knitting a pair. Small consolation.
On the plus side: The sneezing has abated. And the greens and bright colors of spring are as lovely drenched as they are bathed in sunlight.
Now, if I could just shake this migraine. Stupid sinuses.