Summer in the southeast does not creep in on little cat feet.
It lumbers in when you’re not looking, and then SMACK! You’re hit. You’re down. You’re walking outside at 9 AM and thinking, “Wow, I don’t remember being this moist and warm inside the house. Did someone install a hot misting shower outside my front door?”.
And then you look at the weather forecast for the weekend and it includes temperatures with three digits in it.