The Canadian weather gods heard my whining, and they tossed me a little summer. It's a touch humid, which I find glorious, and it's even warm enough that I made iced tea and cucumber water and turned on fans. As icing on the cake, we even had thunderstorms at night. I need to find a way to express my gratitude so it doesn't suddenly start snowing tomorrow.
Maybe I should sew a maple leaf on my bag? That would explain a lot about other Canadians I see out and about.
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