I've said it before and I've said it again, but I am of the belief that you may complain about one and only one season per year.
Mine is winter, because I can't grow anything out in my gardens during those loooooonnnnngggg months here in the Frozen Tundra.
I LOVE summer. Love, love, luv, luv, LOVE summer. I was so bummed that is was the 4th of July yesterday because June went by way too quickly.
So look at this! High 100, heat index with humidity is 110.
That's some heat!
We're going to hit the library this morning once we shake off our post-4th fireworks sleepiness, spend the mid-day in the basement with good books, and then hit Jimmy's pool for a splash and dine evening before bedtime.