No matter how long you live somewhere...unless you were born there...you never fully become one with the foibles of the weather. At least, speaking personally, it's a skill that I know that I will never attain. Today started perfectly...mild temperatures...a light breeze...the kind of day when you can wear a light dress and jacket and feel almost giddy through sheer joie de vie.

Until lunchtime...when the humidity hit...and left me feeling as lank and limp as a piece of wilted lettuce. As I remove my jacket, I admit defeat...