Summer... the lost season?

Last year when I moved to the city I had a first hand experience with New York's notorious brutal weather. After strolling languidly around my neighborhood with sweat pooling in various crevasses, I would lay on my hardwood floor directly below my AC to try and lower my internal body temperature, but there was no relief. Despite my vocalized contempt for the humidity and the heat, I felt this secret bond with New York citizens who were long gone. I picture myself running through the spraying fire hydrants, sitting on stoops fanning myself with a NYT, and walking to the corner deli to get a delicious icy treat.

Well that was last summer, this year summer has gone missing and has no signs of returning for at least another 10 months. Winter overstayed its welcome and sent summer running for the hills. This summer has been filled with perpetual rain and windy and gray skies, where have my heat filled nights, and blue skied days gone?

Weegee (Arthur Fellig), "Summer, Lower East Side" (1937)