ungenial

“The weather is raw and boisterous in winter, shifty and ungenial in summer, and a downright meteorological purgatory in the spring.”

“At first we spent our pleasant hours on the lake, or wandering on its shores … But it proved a wet, ungenial summer, and incessant rain often confined us for days to the house.”

Mrs. Kendal, filled with the golden light of a not ungenial self-regard, makes sport of her fame, which inspires Merrick to make a game of his—at least for a time.

It was a "wet, ungenial summer", as Mary Shelley recalled of the time she spent at a villa on Lake Geneva in 1816, "and incessant rain often confined us for days to the house".

Nevertheless, I fully believe that all which is sinister and ungenial in the Philosophy of Evolution is either the expression of unquestionable facts, or else it is the outcome of misinterpretation.