It is just that I have to get a little complaining off my chest. When we got back after our winter in Egypt, the weather here in British Columbia was fine. May was warm and the weather clear. June and July were not so nice. Fearing a hotter-than-average summer, we contended with some days which were a lot like ones plucked from a random, Vancouver January.
August, so far, has been off and on. Yet, I think today is the beginning of a really good run. My fingers are so crossed; they hurt.