You know, we may just have to move to a better climate. You would think that we would have figured this all out before now. But we've always been the incurable optimists. The weather isn't so great right now, but it's going to be so much better tomorrow. Those are the words that Hoosiers live by. It should be printed on the Indiana flag.
You know there was January when you expect a picturesque snow. I remember snow, and drizzle. I remember cold winds. I don't recall picturesque. Then there was the famous winter storm. When we all geared up to be snowed in. We bought groceries. Why, we even invested in a generator. We remembered the famous ice storm when we were without electriciy for a week or two.
The storm didn't exactly let us down. We did have ice. It was bad. But it wasn't the kind of ice for which we were prepared. We still have a virgin $300.00 generator in our garage. Because of the way the (rain,snow, sleet) fell, it didn't freeze on wires or tree limbs. This was good, except what it did was freeze at least 6 inches thick on roof tops, awnings, car ports, lawns, streets, parking lots, and side walks. I couldn't go anywhere that didn't have the walks and lots cleared.
And we are still finding little and big home repairs that need to be done because of that danged ice.
Then there was March and April. Of course, we excuse March for all its winds, and April for all the rain. Taylor was looking forward to getting back to work on the farms. But, alas, during the spring ( and by that I also mean most of May) it just rained and rained. But we were sure that those beautiful spring days were just around the corner. We put the lawn chairs on the porch in hopeful anticipation. We even sat on those chairs one sunny day. I think that occurred back in March. That was just cruel! Because after that it became rainy again.
We planned a lovely three day weekend in Michigan in May. We left on our trip in the middle of a little shower. The little shower lasted the entire trip to Michigan, gradually getting bigger and bigger and windier and windier. When we arrived in Michigan we were having to run from car to hotel, back to car, run to the restaurant, etc, etc.
We did awaken the next morning to beautiful sunshine. However, it was so cool and breezy that we had to wear coats the entire time we were in Michigan. The next day, on our way home, it was cloudy and, again, rainy. Oh well.
Then we were eagerly awaiting Memorial Day. We have the annual picnic in the yard. We play corn hole, sometimes badminton, eat outdoors, listen to the race. You know the routine.
The day arrived. It was sunny. Dad put all the chairs and tables outdoors. Only it was so hot that everyone stayed inside.
We have a favorite mantra that we seem to be reciting over and over. It always begins with the words, "Why would anyone....." . Like "Why would anyone plan outdoor concerts in Indiana?"
Hoosier Park has a summer concert schedule this summer. They set up a fabulous outdoor stage, a thousand chairs, food and drink vendor tents. Every concert has happened, but has been very iffy. There has either been severe thunderstorms just prior to the concert, sweltering temperatures, or both.
Why would anyone plan a 4th of July parade when it is in th 90's. Why did our neighborhood plan neighborhood-wide rummage sales in July? It was last weekend. Very few people participated, and fewer buyers attended. It was soooo hot. I read in the paper today, that some charity was having an outdoor ice cream social in a downtown park from noon to 2 today. Picture that in the 95 degrees. Jim Baker fried all that fish in the sweltering hear last week at their church fish fry.
I guess everyone is just tired of waiting around for those few perfect days that happen so infrequently. I know that we bundled up here in our cozy house all winter just waiting for those
lovely days when we could get outside. Guess what? Here we are wearing as few clothes as possible inside our air conditioned house waiting for those lovely days when we can get outside.
I know it is terrible for me to complain when so many places have suffered such devastating weather events. And I am thankful that we have been spared. And anyway, there will be some good days in September. Maybe we can go to the Piepalooza at the park, or the big family reunion. Or surely there might be a day or two in October when we can drive south and see the colorful trees.
Hope springs eternal.
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