With any luck, summer is here. The cutoff low has now moved out to sea, winds have turned around and brought in dry, warm air, the price of strawberries has dropped below $4.00, and the Yankees have won 15 of their last 17 games. It looks like everything is lining up after all.

I actually love the heat and humidity (this might explain, in addition to my grandmother, why I cannot go more than six months without visiting Fort Lauderdale). There's nothing better than a hot and humid weekend day, when you don't have to wait on a sweaty subway platform and can wear whatever is comfortable. The city slows down and, without the Fire Island and Hamptons contingents here, is pleasantly more subdued. A nice day with a high around 94 is what I look forward to when walking through 25 mph winds with a temperature of 10.

It looks like the streets around Lincoln Center are all ready, too. I don't know anything about road treatment, but for the last few days, they've closed off six-block stretches of Columbus, Broadway, 66th and 67th Street to do something with the pavement. It's been odd to see these usually congested routes closed.