The sunburn I contracted Sunday is fading now, but it still makes me happy. It means that we've had sun. Stinging skin, red arms, farmer's tan--I'll take it all. For two whole weeks we've had beautiful weather. That's a third to half as long as our entire summer-weather stint last year, and it's only the third of June.
Around here, the weather isn't just something people talk about when they can't think of anything else to say. If the sun comes out, we have glory.