Phoenix had a little bit of rain today … some clouds.
We’re told it’s our last weekend of cooler weather (mid-upper 70s) before the heat comes on us like a freight train.
May is always when our first 100s hit.
By July, we’re 115+.
The scorpions are out — I’m always barefoot in the house (stupid me).
The rattlers warm their bones along the hiking trails.
Everyone stays indoors until next November.
My Dan removes his sweater and tans his arms.
I’ve learned which plants have spines.