I like to think of myself as an optimistic cynic. I always hope things pan out positively, but rarely do dreams line up with reality.

Such is the case this spring... er, early summer. Never has the phrase, “Is it hot enough for ya?” been worn so thin and we’re still more than two weeks away from the Fourth of July. This month has been one heck of a hot one.

I feel especially qualified to moan on and on about this subject. As you might remember from my previous gripes in this space, our 104-year-old Ocheyedan home has nary an air duct in it thanks to our boiler heating system, making c...