The summer had inhaled
And held it's breath too long
The winter looked the same
As if it never had gone ~Comin' Back To Me, Jefferson Airplane
I don't remember a colder, wetter July weekend. it has rained and drizzled since Friday night and the mercury briefly got above 70 degrees. My roses are bent down under the weight of their waterlogged blossoms. I so wanted to deadhead the spent blooms. Maybe after work tomorrow.
I know what you mean. Not the rain part. We haven't had much of that, but we sure have had some really cool days, which is unheard of in July down here!