I played as much golf as I could in North Dakota, but summer up there is pretty short. It usually falls on Tuesday. ~Mike Morley
The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco. ~NOT Mark Twain but a variation of something said about England by British actor James Quin in the 1700s and quoted by Horace Walpole, later re-quoted in 1880 by Mark Twain [For details, read this great article by Anchor Brewing historian Dave Burkhart. My favorite part: “If the mighty Quin lived in San Francisco today, of course, the British bon vivant would certainly have much to say about the arts, the food, the beer, and, no doubt, the weather. And perhaps he would give us this: ‘The coldest beer you’ll ever drink is a Summer in San Francisco!'” Quotes & beer, I’m in heaven!
He had been eight years upon a project for extracting sunbeams out of cucumbers, which were to be put into vials hermetically sealed, and let out to warm the air in raw, inclement summers. ~Jonathan Swift
It was an ideal spring day, a light blue sky, flecked with little fleecy white clouds drifting across from west to east. The sun was shining very brightly, and yet there was an exhilarating nip in the air, which set an edge to a man’s energy. ~Arthur Conan Doyle
Still occasionally mistaking brightness for warmth. ~Rob Temple, @SoVeryBritish, Very British Problems: Making Life Awkward for Ourselves, One Rainy Day at a Time, 2013