We just moved in Arizona in October 2008 after living the majority of our young lives in the great state of Minnesota. To say the lease, I did NOT miss the Minnesota winter. Being able to step outside in December in a skirt and flip flops never got old. Being able to go camping on a whim in February couldn’t have been nicer.
The local new reported this week that June has procured record lows, sporting an unusual 14 days straight of below 100 degree weather. My friends from Minnesota would baulk at 100 degree weather, but that is simply because the 100 degree weather they know is generally accompanied by muggy humidity which sends the heat index much higher and makes for a very uncomfortable inabability to self cool when outdoors. In Arizona, when the thermometer reads 100, it feels more like 85-90, especially in the shade because of the dry atmosphere. The human body’s cooling system is definitely better equipped to handle dry heat and very ill equipped to handle freezing temperatures.
Evening view from our back porch in Phoenix, AZ
So the “nice” June weather here has allowed more afternoon activities and perfect evenings. What the weather man in AZ doesn’t know is that wherever I go, great weather follows :) And in the wake of my departure from Minnesota, that state had one of the harshest winters in a long while. Just sayin…
