St. Louis is known for its summers, intense above 90 degrees. Nothing like Houston but still hot from Memorial Day Weekend, give or take, to the week after Labor Day. Then the weather breaks and there's fall and Indian Summer (can we still call it that?) and a nice October, brisk November, dreary December, and then January and February tend to be chilly, icy, sometimes snow.
March, April, and May are penciled in each year as Spring. But somehow it never works that way. March stays cold. Not brutal but damp and chilled and rainy. April comes and we wait for the first real spring day and tick the dates off on the calendar until suddenly it's May and it's still not great out. How we wish for the 45 degree lows with the 65 degree highs.
This happens for three days in late April.
And then it is summer, brutal thunderstorm steamy hot summer.
Oh I am going to love this month.ReplyDelete
Yes, brilliant, whoever thought of the whining/negativity theme.ReplyDelete
This is such a lovely whine! Reminds me of my time in Kansas City, though sometimes we had a breath of spring really early, say the first week or so of March. I ran my a/c pretty much from May 1 until October...but I'm a wimp.ReplyDelete
I like hot steamy days, so I'd probably like St. Louis in the summer.ReplyDelete
We are springless lately here in Vermont. Such a weird year. A series of weird years. Totally get this.ReplyDelete
Oh, this is a good whine. I don't like hot steamy days, or too much bitter cold.ReplyDelete