I love living in Arizona, where Jeff and I just moved a couple months ago. A glimpse of the Superstition Mountains takes my breath away. Watching an actual road runner run down the road makes me giggle with glee. But I actually bought a cowboy hat and I wear it, no matter how goofy I may look, because that is one. hot. sun.
I lived in Florida for nine years before moving here to the Phoenix area, so I know from hot weather. They say in Arizona that it’s a “dry heat” and Florida is, indeed, a very damp state. Houses can be covered in green fungusy stuff in a very short time, if you don’t power wash them often. But here, in the Valley of the Sun, fungus doesn’t have a chance to grow because there isn’t even a skosh of moisture in the air to feed it.
Jeff and I have been taking really long walks early in the morning on the weekends, but we seem to be leaving the house earlier and earlier each week, because it gets much hotter much earlier each week. We’ve seen some really cool things, like ant patios.
There is a stretch of vacant land between our housing addition and the grocery store, which I’m sure will be filled by a strip mall in less than a few years–once the economy picks up. We take a shortcut across and saw that the ants here actually landscape the area around their holes. Unfortunately, the pics from my cell phone are pretty lame, so I have nothing to show you. Why mention it at all then? Because I think you have a pretty good imagination and you can probably come up with a much more exciting visual of landscaping ants than any cheap cell phone pic can express.
(Added at a much later date: I just found the photo I was talking about, so here it is, the landscaped ant pati0.)
I know that I’ll get used to it in time. After all, Phoenix is a pretty doggone big city and there are lots of people who live here. They all manage to survive in this climate, and I actually really like it. It’s just going to take some getting used to feeling all of my body fluids instantly depleted the millisecond I step outside of an air conditioned environment.
It doesn’t seem to affect the local critters, though, unless this one was just crazy from the heat: Jeff and I were taking one of our early morning walks, when this dog came very close to jumping over this very high wall and scared the crap out of us. Next time we walked by, I had the camera ready. Therefore, here’s you a jumping dog.