As the mercury has spent several days climbing to and exceeding the century mark here in Beautiful Central Arizona, I have received questions about how anyone can stand the 100 degree heat.
I have tried to explain that the humidity is exceedingly low here.
As I'm writing this at midday the Weather Gods tell me it's 18 percent.
And that's pretty high for Arizona.
But that explanation - - a version of the proverbial "But it's a dry heat" - - doesn't seem to calm people down.
So I post a photo of myself just after sweeping branches and twigs from a dead tree out of my driveway.
I probably shouldn't have worn a black t-shirt but the other part of my "costume" was good protection.
When I caught a glimpse of myself in a mirror, I told my wife "that probably scared the neighbors."
She took a look at me and agreed, "that IS scarey."
So it goes in the land of sunshine and glee.