Sunset on Friday, when it was sweltering: over 92°F. You can almost see the heat:
Last evening, when we finally got a break from the heat:
And one of my juvenile squirrels, momentarily scared off the windowsill by the arrival of an adult. These guys are real acrobats!
Kilroy was here…
What’s in-between you & the skyline? All the trees = UC?
Meh, I hung by my fingertips holding the ledge when scared by somebody scared me once, so believe me, they aren’t acrobats. They’re more likely to be thieves trying to sneak a peek to see if there is anything worth stealing.
The ridges of the sucker disk look like the hard palate of a dog’s mouth! (and maybe kitties too – I run when kitties open their mouths that wide)
Cute squirrel hands but if you didn’t know what those fingers were, you might think there were big, creepy spiders on the ledge!
I look forward to days in July (or late June, or August, or early September) when the high is only 92 °F.
No kidding. I think today might be the first day here where it never makes it above 100°F. It’s only 82° now (and very humid after last night’s extended thunderstorm left everything soaked), and it’s not supposed to get much above 90°, if you can believe it.
Tomorrow it’ll probably be (barely) back to triple digits, though, and it’s supposed to make it to 106° by the end of the week….
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I don’t know…it’s hard for me to choose between the triple-digit dry heat where I used to live and the 90s temperatures with dew points at 76+ where I live now. Misery, I tell you.
That’s the best squirrel picture i’ve ever seen!
Rude of me to brag, but when has that ever stopped me before?
Converting to Fahrenheit for the benighted below the border, we have sunny and 69º F with 64% RH at the moment and a predicted high of 74º. Practically perfect. No heating or air conditioning needed. It’s been like this for three weeks now and the high pressure system may be locked in all the way into August.
Still, there’s trouble in paradise. It was the same thing last year when the summer drought began weeks earlier than usual. Worst one on record. Looks like we are going to run short of domestic water again this year.
It could well be a sign of climate change.
The squirrel’s claws reminded me of a joke that Red Skelton used to tell after the invasion of Normandy.Paratroopers were about to jump into Normandy. The M/Sergeant advised them to shout “Hey Geronimo” as they left the plane. They had all jumped and the M/Sergeant was about to close the door when he noticed two hands grasping the plane. He leaned out and saw a buck private in some distress hanging on for dear life. The private asked the M/Sergeant,”What was that Indian’s name Sarge?”
I’d say I didn’t feel sorry for someone who was complaining about it being only 92 degrees, but given that I’m currently living in a desert instead of on the shore of a Great Lake, I suppose I have the advantage of not having 90% or greater humidity: I’ll take 100 degrees and low humidity over 90 degrees and high humidity any day.