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The sun is scorching hot across the plain While parts of the south are drowning in rain; The weather people are hard-pressed to explain Those who suffer can do nothing but complain. written June 17 2021

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Michelle Faulkner

Date: 6/18/2021 12:20:00 PM

We are going to hit near 100 degrees on Monday in my neck of the woods, though I think I prefer that to the floods they are getting down South~

L Milton Hankins
Date: 6/18/2021 3:45:00 PM

Wow, a real scorcher. Crank up the air-conditioning, stay inside, and enjoy yourself. Thanks so much for sharing.

Rico Leffanta

Date: 6/18/2021 10:29:00 AM

Forecasts have always been a pain!

L Milton Hankins
Date: 6/18/2021 10:34:00 AM

So true, Rico. Around here I can count on the weather being exactly opposite of what the weather people say.