This is perfection to me. This, perhaps with a dip down to a low of 75°. Clouds are fine, no matter the shape, even though I am aware that clouds have meaning, Mr. Meteorologist. My answer to the people who look at me strangely and ask, “but wouldn’t you miss the seasons? : NO. I do not believe that it would get boring to have the same weather year round. I do not believe that you need to “experience” the seasons year after year after year after year…Truthfully, I am beginning to experience anxiety about the approaching end of summer. Yes, I am. On July 12. Sad. I don’t want a beautiful red Delicious apple to remind me of “back to school” and teachers and classrooms. I don’t want to get Halloween costume catalogs in the mail yet. I don’t want to see “Fall Previews” in the fashion magazines. I will have none of that. I will live in denial that the summer will ever end. I like it that way.