I never installed my window A/C this year, which in other years, I've only needed because my husband insists on closing the windows at night because the lovely sound of birds singing in the morning bothers him.

Birds singing?? . We were once on vacation near Cloud Croft NM when a gunshot woke us at dawn. Another couple was in the bedroom from which the shot came.. The man raised a window to shoot a woodpecker for waking him up.

I wear shorts when it's in the 30's. But I'm A woman in her 60's.

I've lived 75+ years without AC, had central air put in last year after a hot, humid summer in Michigan. Mid 90's and 80% humidity last year and this year.

I'm 71 and have lived in Michigan my whole life. The house I'm currently living in is the first house I've had that had air conditioning, we've been here (I think) 12 years. The last vehicle I had was the first one that was air conditioned too, before that we had the "55 window" air conditioner. Get in the car, roll down the window and go 55!

The past two summers are the first time I've ever been thankful to have the air conditioning, a couple of those mid 90 days mentioned above, and the humidity in the 80s, and I'm actually turning it on and being grateful for my geothermal system!

Annie

Humidity runs high in most of Texas and I've noticed it's far more comfortable in Az at similar temps as Tx. Evaporative cooler beats nothing in Tx but not by far. Evaporative coolers can make your teeth chatter in Az. I suppose everyone has a cross to bare,Ca weather is great but,,,,,,,well let's just say the coast and weather are the only things I'd like to have where I live now.

I tend to run cold, especially my feet. So it's not so much the heat that gets me, it's the humidity. Michigan is surrounded by fresh water seas, you can imagine how miserably humid it can get. Worst when it's combined with high temps, but very uncomforable even with pleasant temps in the 60s-70s. I have wonderful cross-breezes in my house, I don't have much of a need to put the A/C on unless the high temps are combined with the humidity.

September is when life is pretty much over as far as this far upper North East Peninsula dweller goes. I'm only happy two months of the year anyway, and I'm going to be miserable starting tomorrow, and plan on remaining miserable until April when I'll start to get semi-miserable. I'm happy in June because July is coming, but I can't really enjoy June because it's when summer starts ending---days getting shorter and all. May is okay because July is coming and the days are still building. August is really, really nice in Maine, but I hate every minute of it because it means July is over and September is coming. I hate August more than January---August portraying itself as nicer than it is---hiding its insidious underside.

I am a heat and humidity worshiper, which is easy to say if you're lucky enough to have a clean, spring-fed lake in your front yard. I get angry when the weather reporters say, "The weather is going to get nicer next week" because they really mean it's going to be less humid, not nicer. When did weather reporting get so subjective?

I am freshly back from a road trip to Wisconsin, fishin' for Blue Gill on the Mississippi.

I was in heaven the whole trip because every day was hot and humid. I don't have air conditioning in my home (although most Mainers do now). I do in the car, but I didn't dare use it, because I wasn't sure where the EV chargers were on my route. I rode with my windows down the whole trip and wondered if the wind affected my mpk even more than running the air would have. I only had one or two nerve-wracking incidents the whole trip and they were my fault---me poo-poohing advance planning.

It was funny, though; I drove through all these states, where all y'all are from, and I never saw a single compost pile. It sure was pretty---corn fields were separated by flowing, irregular, river-like rows of soybeans. The land was so flat in places, you could see 15 or 20 large farms all at once, their mixed-crop fields dipping and undulating.

I thought I had several more hours before experiencing my annual emotional crash, but then I saw this thread from Klem asking if it was cold enough for me yet. 55 F this morning, but I was going to try to forget about it until tomorrow.

Somewhere in Ohio:

Annpat, I met a lot of the GardenWeb members too, and only got threatened with Disney once, back in the 90s when I was more prone to argument. I'm still in contact with a couple of them that have migrated to other social media sites, although I have resisted doing that myself.

Summer is my least favorite season and I love autumn and don't mind winter, so I'm pretty happy here. Grandpa used to say Michigan was just 9 month of winter and 3 months of bad sledding, so clearly he wasn't all that keen on winter although he was originally from Canada.

I do have a very large compost heap, though, one that gets regularly re-supplied by my small herd of cattle. Most of my food scraps are fed to chickens, garden scraps go to the cows and I have a resident pair of eagles who eat meat scraps and fish carcasses. It's very cool to watch them and they have learned to check and see if I've replenished their "dinner plates". We also have an extremely abundant white tail deer herd and when one gets hit by a car I or one of the neighbors will move it safely off the road and into a neighboring field where the eagles can feast in safety, away from traffic.

Anyway, I do compost whatever is not fed to something, and have lots of composted manure for my garden.

Annie

Actually when I said, "We all got Disneyed..." I think it was maybe only me and Metaxa..

I'm better now,I feel rejuvinated after hearing from y'all.

Same! It's probably not in our best interests to worry so, though! I learned from Kimmsr that a person could get a sad heart wondering where people are. I'm just going to assume someday that Klem's lying on his chaise lounge, gotten too lazy to even lift the single finger necessary to turn on his computer, and I'm going to assume ol dirt is busy fishing. You can safely assume that I am making compost for mulch.

Annie, about 30+ of us left here and made our own Compost and Mulch website in the early 2000s. We've lost some members over the years---either through death, disinterest or dispute--- and the website has dwindled to 12 active (daily) members. We have at least 12 other good former Garden Web friends who have strayed, but remain close on Facebook or in person. We lost Sara the Brit and Dave 52, two of our most loved, to premature deaths.

Our first large get together was here at my lake---a late night invitation after wine. We've had three gatherings here so far and a couple in the Keys, I've been to South Carolina twice for gatherings and about 22 of us once gathered at a State Park in Maryland. Some of us have gone to gatherings in Canada---once to Metaxa's British Columbia, and a few times people have gathered in Toronto.

Our first gathering here---during the primitive dial up era when photographs of each other were either non-existent or fuzzy---we all thought that one of us would turn out to be an axe murderer. A surprising number of people thought it would be me, and I thought it would be one of them. A bunch of us have gone ocean kayaking to islands off the coast of Stonington, Maine and I camped out on a Maine island with one Garden Webber a few times. Our ages range from 50 to 80.

Completely unrelated, Gardengal, from the west coast, happens to know my longest known, real life, friend who grew up with me in Brunswick, Maine. I just started feeling like they might know each other---and they did!

So, forgive me if I constantly go off topic here and drag ol' dirt and Klem, and anyone else I can, with me. It's been a socially rewarding approach for me.

What nice memories! A long time ago, early 2000s, I was on another board where we would have annual get-togethers. What fun! That board has been defunct for quite some time, and I'm no longer in touch with those folks. Fond memories, though.

I do have a question for Annpat -- if you hate Maine so much, why do you still live there?

Completely unrelated, Gardengal, from the west coast, happens to know my longest known, real life, friend who grew up with me in Brunswick, Maine. I just started feeling like they might know each other---and they did!

It's that ol' six degrees of separation thingy!. Or in this case, two degrees of separation. 😁

It still amazes me!

porkchop, I don't hate Maine! I love my native state!

What I don't like are the Months, not Maine. I dislike every month besides May and July and I mainly like May because it means July is coming and the days are still lengthening. It wouldn't matter where I lived, I'd still hate Sept. and I know exactly why. It stems from all the adults, starting in all the Augusts of my childhood, asking me---in the middle of some fun I was having---if I was "looking forward to school starting"!

What the hell! When I was young, it would just ruin the rest of that day, but, eventually, as I got older, the odd query started casting a pall over the entire month starting on August 1 when I began to anticipate it.

Adults have no idea the permanent damage they can do to young minds.

I would be remiss to not comment here. annpat - I have been doing my share of fishing, at the expense of my gardening. Sitting on the dock is much easier than tending the garden. Due to health of myself and also the DW I find it difficult to keep up. Actually i still turn on the computer and check this forum and a couple others almost every day. Not a whole lot to say in regards to "soil. compost and mulch".

I do so enjoy the banter here and look forward to it. klem1 and annpat don't let up! Have you two ever met in person?

"Have you two ever met in person?"

After all the mean things I've said about Klem?! No way!!

I adopted Klem as a cause when I learned more and more about his lack of ambition. I've always hoped I could inspire him, set an example. I adopted you when I became fond of your kindness.

I'm sorry to hear of poor health bothering you and Mrs. Dirt. It seems terribly unfair that we have to slow down, and have doctors' appointments and weak bodies just when we have all these other things we want to do in life. I thought of you when I was fishing for Walleye and Blue Gill in Wisconsin (having just driven a bit in Michigan) and, if I'd caught more, I'd have brought you the guts.

Three of my favorite Garden Webbers live in Michigan (not counting you).

If I could "love" your post I would but will settle for the like. Fishing has been fairly good for me this summer, having limited out on gills a few times. Plenty guts for the compost and I had to move my sitting spot from down wind, surprised I haven't heard any complaints from the neighbors yet. I am actually looking forward to winter and ice fishing!

You all have a great day and keep those compost piles cooking!