May showers bring June flowers.
Yeah, I know it’s supposed to be April showers bring May flowers, but that unfortunately has not been the reality this year, and I honestly can’t remember when this was really true.
A couple of years ago, March felt like June, and this year we saw snow in early May.
I cannot imagine how difficult it must be for farmers to handle the drastically different weather from year to year. It’s hard enough for me.
It is hard to believe that the Fourth of July is right around the corner. The newsroom is already discussing previews for summer festivals, and it feels like we just skipped spring.
It’s already late June, and I have not gone camping, for a long bike ride or planted any flowers.
That’s probably a good thing for the flowers, though, because I have trouble keeping plants alive.
Maybe I should just set a lawn ornament or fake plants outside, but I’ll give it another shot yet this year.
It did not help my cause last year that by the time I got around to planting flowers, it was 100 degrees for a week.
The one positive of all the rain was it alleviated drought conditions. There is always a silver lining if you look for it.
Besides the lingering cold and then rain, I have been very busy at work and outside of work for the past few weeks, so I really have not had much time to really get to my outside house projects.
One thing that kept me busy, but in a good way, was a recent trip to New England.
Although it rained most days, my mother and I were still able to get most of our planned activities in because we had our days planned fairly well.
It was hard to schedule every day because we wanted to see what the weather would do, but we had solid plans in place in case it rained.
Of course, a tight schedule meant little time to truly relax.
There were nice breaks when we were on the beach on Martha’s Vineyard or when we were snapping pictures of all the beautiful and expensive buildings in the Beacon Hill district in Boston or when we were walking through the rain and looking for Italian cuisine in Boston’s North End area.
But otherwise we were rushing from place to place, thus going against the point I made in my last column to just take it easy on your vacations as much as possible rather than feel like you have to cram everything in. That’s always easier said than done.
The only two places we missed in Boston that we wanted to see were parts of Faneuil Hall, because there were high school graduation ceremonies happening the last day we were in Boston when we had planned to see it, and the Old South Meeting House, because we just ran out of time.
We did not walk the Freedom Trail straight through. We would pick off pieces of it on different days in our effort to be more efficient.
We wanted to take the guided tour led by a costumed character from the era, but they just lead you through the first half of the Freedom Trail and you do not go inside any of the buildings.
The Go Boston card was great because we were able to see a lot more for a lower price, because you just pay a flat fee for a given number of days and you squeeze in as much as you can.
The problem is most things were open 9 a.m. to 5 p.m., so when we went on the four-hour whale watching cruise, we lost half a day of the card.
But considering the whale watching tour paid for about half of the three-day card we bought and it was the most memorable experience of the trip, it was well worth it.
We saw a few fin whales, which are the second-longest animal in the world.
We also saw Air Force One because President Barack Obama was in Boston for the day and Logan International Airport is by the Boston Harbor.
And the best part of the whale watching excursion was it only rained for a few minutes!