I’m beginning to think we are in some elaborate Twilight Zone movie and someone is pulling a lever that causes the seasons to go round and round like a slot machine. Winter-winter-summer, it gets cold. Spring-winter-spring, it gets warm. Summer-spring-summer, it gets hot.
I think yesterday afternoon the pictures must have lined up thunder-thunder-thunder because, before you knew it, huge booms shook the house and shortly afterward rain poured down like a son-of-a-gun.
I can’t complain about any of this because it is all too ludicrous and is probably just a figment of my imagination even though that same figment caused me to set the thermostats in the house back to “heat” yesterday.