Summer is Over

We had a brilliant April.  Sunny.  Warm.  Dry.  During the nice weather and 3-hour drying times on the laundry line, folks kept telling us to enjoy it while we could as summer in the British Northwest comes in April and is gone by the middle of March.  We laughed.  We smiled.  We wondered why everyone (everyone!) said the same thing.  

It sort of reminded me of what we used to tell folks when we left Oregon and traveled out in the hinterlands.  We would agree with folks that Oregon was nice, but then we would complain about the weather.  Rain! Cold! Clouds!  Heaven knows that the last thing Oregon needed in the early to mid '90's was more people and we were just doing our part.  We know now that despite our best efforts, we failed and folks moved there anyway.  Oh well.

But back to summer in Cheshire.

Looks like "everyone" was right.  Summer is gone and we now have some fallish/springish thing.  The sun may shine, but it mostly doesn't, and even if it does the temperature doesn't seem to get above 60.  It's strange.  Really strange.  Note the winter jacket in the photo I took just last week.

We can still experience a 3-hour drying time on the laundry line, but not because of the sun.  It's the wind that does the drying, and as long as everything stays off of the ground, it dries.

Come on weather, my man-pris want out of the closet.