But Chicago absolutely rocks in the spring, summer and fall. Though I believe this is my last winter here.

I got my boss to find me a load to Florida, we rented a condo on Coco beach, for 5 days around the 4th of July weekend.

On the way home we had to haul a load from Florida to Chicago, where I dropped my wife and daughter off to spend the day, while I went to the same place in Wisconsin I'm going to tomorrow to pick up a return load.

That day the weather in Chicago was a very mild, 75 degrees with no real humidity, and my daughter came away with the idea that Chicago has the same weather as Los Angeles

Maybe 3 or 4 days a year.

But this city is the best in the world, 100 days a year.

But just a little. 3 months of summer but you can pack a years worth of fun in.

i love the autumn, spring, and even winter (but not with tons of snowfall or with sub zero temps)
and i like summer days when you can go outside without breaking into a sweat

(i'm in a chicago suburb btw--i think we have a LOT of good days as long as you don't prefer one single type of weather such as "hot&quot

Absolutely love it. Like your whole world just comes alive in a way that doesn't happen when you don't get the change of seasons. I used to like fall but it seems fall only lasts about 3 days anymore.

But summer! Yay!

watching the melting snow form a tiny stream down a driveway and listen as it trickled onto the street and down a storm drain.

i was so "one with nature" as a kid

and it's stuff like that, moments like that, that so many kids in this generation & the last generation don't notice/get/understand. it's too over their heads. (if it doesn't have anything to do with being a princess, watching a disney movie, playing video games, or roughhousing then they are disconnected from it which is really too bad. i blame the parents. and society. but i digress. )

A north side school here went all green and is saving something like 800k gallons of water a year. They raised the money themselves, changed the school and, in so doing, changed the curriculum, have a completely green greenhouse and compost and all that good stuff. An elementary school.

I see what you see as well. But not all hope is lost

Though I wouldn't want to be in Chicago in July - it's as hot as Florida though maybe with less humidity. (Maybe not, since it's on the lake.)

Saved on the condo though. My daughter was 17 at the time, and when she suggested a trip out with my wife (who had recently accompanied me on a short run) and me, I decided to jump on it since she usually is reluctant to be out with us in public.

Strike when the parental iron is hot, and the teenager is cool.

For everything but the attractions most popular for children. And the beach is not all that bad in July so long as you use sunscreen.

I'm glad you had fun and that your teenager was a willing participant!

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Correction: It's now down to 40°. At 8:30

literally 2 blocks from the ocean. (I live only about 20 minutes away in Redondo Beach). On Sunday morning we took our usual walk and, even though I've live in CA for over 25 years, I'm still awestruck regarding the beauty of my state. And yea, there were A LOT of folks Surfin'' U.S.A.!

we survive it!

I spent the weekend in Pacific Grove it was 75 the whole weekend.

See I have the opposite problem. Once the mercury gets above 80, I go into hibernation mode. I hate heat and humidity. I despise summer weather.

I live in CT. Just dislike snow. But the other three seasons here are amazing.

While you may really hate winter, the snow, freezing rain, the cold, the early sunsets, the grayness of winter, if it's what you grow up with it's all you know. You bundle up, hunker down and shovel snow. You wear 2 pair of socks, three to four layers of clothes, mittens/gloves, boots, hoods and scarfs. You do this for about 4 months, from December to the end of March.

Then when spring finally comes, the grass starts to turn green, the crocus poke their heads out of the ground, the Forsythia start to bloom, the song birds return, the tulips bloom, all is right with the world again.

You don't know anything different until you move to a more temperate climate. Then you say...How the f--k do people live like that.

For a New Englander, even I'm amazed at the resilience of the folks in Massachusetts, Rhode Island, New Hampshire and Maine this winter.

There is a god!