A few months ago a friend of mine and a few other people said summer doesn’t actually begin in Seattle until after the 4th of July. At the time I simply didn’t believe them. I thought to myself there’s no way that could be true. Implausible even. I'm used to summer like weather starting in April. But as the days of June rolled by and I was still wearing long sleeved shirts or a light jacket I was proven wrong. It’s still a bit surprising that it’s taken so long for it to stay warm consistently.
