2C Etc: Summertime And The Livin’ …

“What is so rare as a day in June?” the poet asked. (Just a second, let me Google it to find which one.) Ah, James Russell Lowell (1819-1891), according to a Web site about birds. (Why birds? Maybe June is their favorite month, too.) The next line of the poem? “Then, if ever, come perfect days.” Days in June in my native state, Texas, were not so much rare or perfect as pretty much insufferable. Hotter than heck day in and day out. Mid 90s more often than not, unless a storm blew through and dropped the temperature but cranked the relative humidity up to about 85 percent. June here in Southwest Idaho, well that’s a completely different matter. Especially this June/ Mike Butts , 2C Etc., Idaho Press Tribune. More here .

Question: First, we need to address the elephant in the living room. Summer hasn’t arrived in North Idaho, yet. At best, our June feels like early spring. Now, onward. What were summers like in the town in which you grew up?