It's not just everyone's imagination: of the 23 weekends this year, 18 of them have had precipitation. (In the northeast, at least.) And I don't think the other five were any too sunny, either.
Feh.
If I wanted constant dank gray weather, I'd move to London. At least there I could go to the British Museum in my spare time.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment