In the first several decades of my life, I was fearless when it came to thunder and lightning.

I’m a big fan of the Weather Channel.

I have an F-150 from the eighties with no air conditioner. It is less than pleasant sitting in traffic.

When I was a little girl and we had a stretch of hot, humid weather at the end of August, we were forbidden to play outdoors.

The monarchs seem particularly fond of the bright-colored zinnias. I’m not sure I noticed in the past.

When I first began writing this column over 10 years ago, I had some sort of rant about one thing or another.