Could someone please tell me where this summer has gone? For that matter, could someone explain where this year has gone?
It seems like just yesterday Western South Dakota was digging out from Winter Storm Atlas, which dumped more than two feet of snow. Heavy, wet, way too early in the season snow. The wind knocked the official sensors out, so there is no official record of how strong the gusts were. At least 50 and 60 miles per hour. Those speeds were recorded before the sensor was put out of commission. People were without power for days—some for weeks.
It started a long, cold winter.
That led into a short, cold spring; which then gave us a cold, wet summer.
And that has me pretty bummed out.
I love summer. And not just because my birthday is in August. (Hey, who doesn’t love presents?)
Therefore, I will be spending this Labor Day weekend, mourning the summer that never was and hoping against hope (or at least against the Farmer’s Almanac) that this upcoming winter is more hospitable than last!
Nichole R. Bennett has been an avid mystery reader from a young age. Her novels, Ghost Mountain and Sleeping Bear, are available from Second Wind Publishing. When she’s not writing, Nichole can be found doing a plethora of crafty things, drinking coffee, eating chocolate, or spending too much time online. Oh, and reading.
But not hanging out in the cold.