We got off light this year in May – it was one of the coolest Mays on record here in the Copper State – but triple digit temps go with Arizona like peanut butter goes with jelly (which will both be running out the sides of the bread).
So, it begins. If it’s like last year, we won’t see reasonable temperatures again until, oh, Thanksgiving.
But it is, as they love to say, “a dry heat”. And certainly it is. In fact, last summer, I found myself laughing at myself one evening when I was sitting out by the pool after having been in for a swim and I starting feeling chilly even as the thermometer on the wall still read 115 degrees a little before 10:00 at night. That dry air is great for evaporative cooling, for sure
yup – you win on temps alone but our “heat index” regularly trumps yours (ugh).
Oh yeah, I’ll take the 8% RH any day!