James Russell Lowell (1819-1891) asked it in "An Indian-Summer Reverie" in 1846, but we may be asking it now:
"And what is so rare as a day in June?
Then, if ever, come perfect days;
Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune,
And over it softly her warm ear lays."
But what IS so rare as a day in June? Well, how about a day in February, which is the shortest month on the calendar?
Ahh, but Lowell was a Hoosier poet -- and in Indiana, days in February are "perfect days" only if you want to look for "perfect imitations of the Arctic."
So enjoy our June days, whether the cool air (my sort of perfect) stays or the heat wave returns.
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