In central France, when I was 8 years old, one summer I wrote down the weather and temperatures for each day in a notebook. Almost 40 years later, my mom found that notebook, and I read through it…
and OMG
, human memory isn’t very reliable when it comes to this kind of information. I had the impression that the weather was milder, but I was far from remembering a “normal” summer.
In July and August, there were about 5 isolated days with temperatures above 30°C, reaching highs of 32, 33, and 34°C! And at the end of each of those hot days, a thunderstorm would cool things down and bring a light shower.
On the other days, temperatures ranged between 22 and 26°C 95% of the time.
There were often cloudy spells… and starting on August 15, temperatures dropped to around 18°C–20°C with more rain.
Summer was the wettest season of the year, with the fewest rainy days per month but with heavy thunderstorms that brought plenty of rain (about 60 to 80 mm per month).
I remember sledding every winter when there was 15–20 cm of snow for a week. The ponds were covered with ice, so we could walk on them, often with temperatures between -8°C and -15°C.
Spring and fall were cool…we were looking forward to the pleasant summer weather!
So far in 2026, we’ve had four non-consecutive nights of frost, with the coldest night reaching -4°C, and one morning with 2 cm of snow that lasted 2 hours.
But where the weather has changed the most is in the summer. Since late May, we’ve had nonstop temperatures above 30°C, with only five days below 25°C. Many days ranged between 35°C and 42°C. There’s been only 14 mm of rain this month, falling in amounts ranging from 0.5 to 4 mm each time—not enough to even wet the ground.
The natural meadows are dead; not a single plant is green anymore. The trees are brown… the huge, century-old oaks are dying, and the ash and hornbeam trees are all dying… many rivers have dried up.
Animals are suffering and dying… the birds have left, the insects have vanished… it feels like the end of the world, with fires raging in every region, whereas before they were only in the south of the country.
Gardening is becoming impossible; even with plenty of water, it yields almost nothing. Farmers’ crops are also being destroyed. I’m starting to worry about food security this winter.
In my work as a landscape designer, I’m also concerned that it’s becoming very difficult to get a tree to recover… and that once it has recovered, it doesn’t really grow the way it used to.
So for the past 20 years, I’ve been importing seeds from the dry regions of the Mediterranean (Greece, Morocco, Syria…) as well as from the American deserts (Texas, Arizona, California) and northern Mexico. The good news is that these plants thrive in our new climate. However, this summer, I started seeing some of the young seedlings die off, so I moved them all into the shade under a tree and watered my desert plants every day… they should have died from a fungal infection… but they thrived and started growing again…
Basically, we’re living in hell! I hear my coworkers eagerly saying they can’t wait for summer to end… that’s how we’ve gone from the most beautiful season of the year to the worst.