People have mentioned good weather and being grateful for it. For me there is NOTHING good about the horrible, sticky, airless days which are increasingly typifying British summer time.
Where is the breeze? A sunny day with a breeze is lovely, pleasant and invigorating, but a humid day where not a leaf stirs and everything is still, is vile, IMO.
Follow that with a night so hot that bedrooms are like ovens. Where is the joy?
I feel lethargic, headachy and rather unwell in this horrible, clammy weather and I pity those having to travel or work in it. I haven't done much at all except sit in the shade with cold drinks. To sit, sweating because it is so hot is no fun. To move means everyone, even the young, are drenched with sweat in no time. Thank goodness for fans. We've had one on all night long in the bedroom recently.
Like others I love sunny Autumn or spring days when the skies are blue, the sun shines, there is a breeze and it's a joy to be out in it.
I am beginning to dread our summers. They are humid and not much else. We need storms to lower the temperature, but then the awful heat without a breeze hits again. There's been a repeat performance of this for quite a few summers recently and it's not pleasant.
I love our changing seasons. I don't mind the rain or the cold, but now that summer = humidity I begin to dread them.