My weather measurement machine tells me it's a weird summer

Most summers are more average than you might imagine. This year is an exception.
Normally, summer comes, and in June, my harp breaks a string or two.
This year, no broken strings in June, but last week, Frederick (the name of my harp) broke 4 strings, a real record.
Now I'm really off the harp until I get new strings. My stash is already dangerously low in that octave. Since that octave is normally strung with gut strings, the strings are also expensive. This year I'll use nylon, hopefully they'll last longer.