Have you ever waited for something for so long that never came? Maybe your standing there on the corner, waiting for the ice cream truck that never came. Your could hear it's "ding-a-ling-a-ling" in the distance as you stood there clutching that crumbled dollar bill in your hand. And you stood there. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. Until the sound grew fainter and fainter, and the sky grew darker.
I think many of my fellow New Englanders can agree when I call this the summer that never came, even though we were sitting here waiting. With bathing suits and sunblock, hats and beach chairs, sand pails and shovels at the ready. Waiting to put those jeans and fleece* away. It wasn’t until July 25th that the temperatures actually reached (and stayed) above 80 for a few consecutive days. This summer has been a mixture of rain and below average temperatures. Which of course has paved the way for above average swarms of mosquitoes, colossal growth or poison ivy (and other unsavory weeds) and tomatoes blight.
*And just in case your wondering, the fleece never got put away - it's still hanging in the closets for those nights when we need it, although those nights have (crosses fingers) finally gone away.