Here in the Sonoran Desert, sometimes it rains and doesn't make it to the ground.

           

This is a picture of virga rain that I caught during sunrise last Friday morning.

Virga rain is rain that starts falling, but doesn't make it all the way to the ground, because it dries up. That's how dry it is out here in Arizona - even our rain is dry.

However, when your rain dries up, then your air is wet - the humidity has been terrible around here. I know, that sounds like a contradiction - heck, it IS. If it's so dry that the rain won't hit the ground, then why was I making a puddle of sweat during my Saturday morning treadmill run?

I don't know. But I do know that I'm getting tired of it.

It was a nice, dry, hot summer here in the Valley of the Sun when we left for San Antonio, but SA was about as humid a place as I could remember - bad enough that I was looking forward to getting back to a dry 110 F.

But shortly after we returned, monsoon season hit - and it had a lot more humidity than rain. It is muggy enough now that I don't even like stepping outside; this morning, at 4:30 when I opened the back door to let Maia out, the porch thermometer showed a temp of 92 F, and it was a gooey 92 F.

Those jokes about "...but it's a dry heat" aren't very funny anymore, because the heat isn't very dry anymore. It's not as bad as San Antonio or Alabama in that I don't have to take three showers a day, but the main reason that I'm not taking those three showers a day is because it is so hot that I can't stay outside for very long at all.

And I'm not a sit-inside type of person.

We're going to Colorado in a couple of weeks. I'm not sure that I'm coming back : )