Summer lies heavy upon the land.
Tree branches droop with the weight of their annual decor, wildflowers work 24/7 under the Midnight Sun to propagate their species, and the last baby birds will fledge any day.
The above-average temperatures have the high mountain snowfields and glaciers melting like crazy, giving lakes and ponds that over-filled look, with perhaps only surface tension keeping their waters from running willy-nilly across the land.
I am certain that during this warm and wonderful summer I have used the air conditioning in both of my vehicles more than the total time in all eleven years I've owned each of them. There's a message in there somewhere.
I'm just not sure if that message regards climate change or menopause....