I know that I don’t have a very long memory anymore - or even much of a short term memory either - but it seems to me that this is the nicest summer maybe ever.
Sure, we’ve had a lot of rain, but really not too much and despite the rain, we in the Northwoods have very few mosquitoes. There has been one perfect day marching in right after another. It makes it hard to stay in the house and attend to my writing chores.
The summer of 2015 is going down in my personal record book as a stellar example of a great season.