Southerners have a whole different notion of summertime. Our weather turns much earlier than most folks, so a date on the calendar means little. This year, our weather turned particularly early. Already, it seems we've fallen into that pattern of a late afternoon rain shower.
But, all the signs are pointing to legit summer. The farmer's market is open. I've turned into that crazy, basil and mint baggie bearing monkey. Summer ball leagues are taking to the fields around town.
And, I've finally done the wardrobe switch. No more socks until November!