I actually found some flowers worth photographing today -- two early yellow ones on a barrel cactus and one magenta one on a cholla that was mostly over weeks ago. There are, in fact, still a fair number of flowers around, but fewer and fewer as every scorching day goes by, and far fewer than in the glorious days of April and May.
Summer is the harsh season, here, the season for huddling indoors with a book or a movie. For eight months of the year the climate here is delightful; from June to September it's something to be endured with gritted teeth. When even the breeze has not a breath of coolness in it, there isn't much pleasure in being outside. At least, as the saying goes, it's a dry heat. On the other hand, once the temperature goes over 105F, it hardly matters; it's too hot even if there's no humidity at all.
It's been cloudy today, and by now it's even looking a little as if it might rain, or at least thunder, but that hasn't made it any cooler.
Summer is the harsh season, here, the season for huddling indoors with a book or a movie. For eight months of the year the climate here is delightful; from June to September it's something to be endured with gritted teeth. When even the breeze has not a breath of coolness in it, there isn't much pleasure in being outside. At least, as the saying goes, it's a dry heat. On the other hand, once the temperature goes over 105F, it hardly matters; it's too hot even if there's no humidity at all.
It's been cloudy today, and by now it's even looking a little as if it might rain, or at least thunder, but that hasn't made it any cooler.
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