So saith the beloved Wunderground, as we scribble: 103 degrees(!) with a 15% chance of rain… Glub!!!
Seriously: It feels like (un)lovely Saudi Arabia out there: Hotter than Hell and as humid as the inside of an active shower stall.
We’ve got pretty clouds fluffing their way across the sky…so I’d suggest (being the expert weatherperson that I am!) a bit more than a 15% chance of rain. Whaddaya bet that by sundown tonight, we’ll have not a CHANCE of rain but REAL, PALPABLE water falling out of the sky?
😀
Fluffy clouds or no, it’s hotter than the hubs out there. Vaguely, I’d planned to stroll over to one of the neighborhood markets (what we have here, within walking distance, are an Albertson’s (same as a Safeway), a Sprouts, a Walgreen’s, and a Fry’s. Plus some smaller stores of diverse varieties.
Not in this heat, though!
If it cools off enough, the Ruby and I can assay another stroll around the park. But…I kinda doubt it. This sort of humid heat, when found in (un)lovely Arizona, doesn’t cool down real quick, even after the sun sets. The streets will remain too hot for her li’l feet until well after nightfall.
So it looks like our next Doggywalk will be put off until dawn tomorrow (and not later than that!).
She doesn’t seem to mind: she’s conkered out on the sack just now. Canine response to heat, I reckon.
Y’know… Phoenix — the Valley of the Sun — never used to be like this. It didn’t get this humid.
Yes, it did rain. But when the air got as wet as it is now, that’s when the rain would coalesce out of the sky.
No kidding. Back in the day, it never felt as soggy and muggy as Saudi Arabia used to feel. But now? Yeah: for some period during the summer, you’re gonna feel like you were perched on the shore of the Persian Gulf. The joys of urbanization, eh?
And this is what makes me miss the San Francisco Bay Area, where my relatives dwelt before my parents took off for distant parts. Damp? Sure. But damp and hotter than the Hubs? Nope.
Ohhhh how I wanna go home!!
😮