I hope not. Late June days rarely come this nice around Wichita: mid-80s, a light teasing wind, wisps of cottony clouds speckling a powder blue sky.
Contrast this, for instance, with the last day of June in 1980. The mercury hit 110 that year, which is the hottest June day in the city’s history. It served as an early indication of one of the city’s most memorable heat waves, but I’ll write more about that later.
For now, savor June’s farewell.