We were on the webcam with Boston Becki and the "book girl" Molly the other day. Cathy asked about their weather, since we'll be visiting them soon. "It was in the 40s today," came the reply, "but it was a pretty nice day because the sun was shining."
Ahem. Given that response, this post may seem like the pickiest complaint you hear this year. Or at least this week. But... When is it really going to get cool here in the desert?
I was visiting these parts a few years before I lived here. I remember a conversation when a newcomer to the state was asking a local how long people had to run their air conditioning in the fall. "Usually until about the end of October."
"Well then, how long before you have to turn on the heater?"
I can remember the new guy's surprise when the local said, "Usually the same day."
I've lived here 23 summers now and it's amazing how often that prediction is true. The only thing that bugs me is that "the day" hasn't yet arrived this year. Halloween it was 90 degrees. Factoring in the "wind chill" and the humidity that made it seem like -- uh -- 90! It was still warm enough at our Family Fall Festival that you could have run around in shorts and a tee shirt if you wanted. At night. After dark!
It sort of cooled for a couple of days, then warmed right back up again. Today was in the high 80s.
Some of you are probably flat angry that I'm writing this while you're battening down the hatches for the winter season. The only reason I wish the cool would hurry up is that the real heat will return all too soon. I'd like a bit of briskness beforehand.
Oh, well. Boston for Thanksgiving. With my luck, I'll take the warm temps with me.
And it will be freezing down here!