[I am a wilted flower]
Look at this beautiful and entirely unwilted flower captured by the always fascinating Heather Champ.
I truly cannot stand this sticky weather. I don't understand the happy summer people. Don't understand them at all. And I don't believe a word of that crap that it's genetic. I'm Polynesian, not Aleut, and I'm certainly no more comfortable with the weather of the former than the latter. I like mild weather. Temperate weather. Anything between a few degrees above freezing and hot enough to want to remove my jacket works for me. This winter didn't really bother me at all. But, this summer? It's only June and already I feel like a wilted flower.