2018 began very cold. Colder than average, and broke many records. Not being sensitive to cold is not a bad thing, given in reality we have more days with temperatures over 60° overall in a single calendar year. (Again that’s if you think logically. Boston is an area of neurotic people using “feelings” as a datapoint. I do not know any “feelings” that is universal since “feelings” is a subjective view.) It wasn’t that long that we had a near 80° swing from a low of near 20° to 60 something degrees in mid January. Followed by somewhat of a typical winter in February that was so cold it couldn’t snow, to late that February joining the club for the first time since records were logged for having an 80° day, then winter returned into March and April.
Of course the Boston Marathon was a memorable visual to see the first American woman to win since a couple years before I was born in sub freezing temperatures. But hey, from a contrarian point of view, if people can persevere in 90° April days with a heat index, then why can someone tough it out in the cold too?
Spring was non existent and summer came in June and came in full force by July with very high humidity that I couldn’t recall the last day we had excessive heat warnings. August was more of a soaker with thunderstorms, but that month was drenched with high humidity.
By late September, it was already reported that the record days of over 70° was made of over 40 days. The National Weather Service (at least in New York via Craig Allen’s Facebook page) doesn’t keep records of dew points, of which that area was very humid.
Oh and did I tell you that the water temperatures in the ocean were already at the August average by early July? Oh and did I tell you that the water was near bath temperature by mid August where some readings were in the mid 70s?
Not to mention the freak tornadoes?