Indoors in July

I've given up on the Irish climate. For years I cycled into gale force winds, wearing Danish rain gear that, given its impermability, has so far prevented me from visiting Denmark. Do I want to find another climate that calls for such extreme fabric? Definitely not.

All the mumbo-jumbo related to Saint Swithin gets trotted out every year.
At least the apple trees are happy, as the fruit is swelling nicely.
Otherwise, humans and insects have taken cover and are likely to be offering up orisons to the patron of drowned ducks.