Summer arrived and it happened the way it always does.....like that crazy uncle who sits on the porch and drinks home brew, we love him but are always surprised he showed up, and always wonder when he will leave.
Summer in Las Vegas is an event. We talk about the heat like war veterans......When we meet someone new the question is always the same, "is this your first summer?" That question is always followed by a chuckle, a knowing chuckle....which always makes me laugh SINCE WE LIVE HERE TOO!!
We wear our survival of the desert like a badge of honor..... as though there should be an accolade for living on the sun. That might just be stupid.
And every time we go to California we say the same thing....."why do we live in the desert?"
Summer started last Friday (I don't care what the calendar says it started last Friday) and it will go past Halloween. Halloween my friends....hot until October 31.....that is followed by 2 full days of fall....then we immediately go into full on winter for about 2 weeks, just enough to freeze your favorite plants.... Then the wind blows, a lot, it gets nice outside and then cold. Cool and then cold.....wind blows and all the fruit disappears from your fruit trees....and then of course it rains. About 4 inches a year....that's a good year. 4 inches which usually comes in a couple of rain showers. Torrential rain taking cars, asphalt and large boulders along with it, not to mention every vegetable you have planted.
And then nothing......for months.....just blue cloudless skies for months. We are the unweather land.
You can depend on the weather, unless you plan something outside for which the wind will blow or the rain will fall....just for your afternoon.
Las Vegas is a great place for your crazy uncle to sit on the porch and drink home brew.....just bring him in before he spontaneously combusts.
The weather here is about that bad but on the opposite scale! No one dares to plant anything until nearly the middle of June! I am hoping that St. George will be much better! :)
ReplyDeleteMy mom lives in Palm Desert, and she loves that desert heat...and yes, wears it like a badge of honor.
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You never answered why you live in the desert. It amazes me that someone long ago treking thru the desert thought, Man, I just gotta live here. LOL
ReplyDeletemuch like my hometown....Arizona.
ReplyDeleteonly the toughest survive!
thanks i love this article
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