Wind: NNW 7 mph
Visibility: 10.0 miles
Barometer: 30.06 in
Sunrise: 6:31 AM Sunset: 5:36 PM
This weekend after seven months of heat and humidity, the ‘dry season’ arrived. This of course is a misnomer. If you remember the Super Bowl that the Chicago Bears lost last February, it was played in a monsoonal downpour. They refer to this as the dry season because after the first ‘cold front’ pushes through here, the humidity drops from ninety percent to a more reasonable sixty percent.
Cold fronts in South Florida aren’t the same as the cold fronts that I remember when I lived in Chicago. Last nights low temperature dropped to a fresh sixty five degrees, and this afternoon we experienced a brisk eighty four according to my thermometer. Brrrr. That of course is nothing like Chicago where on one day it may be ninety nine degrees outside and you wake up the next morning to find the cats tongue frozen to her bowl of water because you fell asleep with the windows open.
This is my favorite time of the year, even my dog Molly has more bounce in her step. It’s a lot like when I was a kid and the first warm day of spring dawned after a long, gray, cold winter. The only difference is that I haven’t had to bundle up in twenty layers of clothes every time I went out the door, and I wasn’t in danger of getting frostbite before I got back indoors. So basically I replaced freezing in winter up north with walking around in a constant sweat all summer here.
The citizens of South Florida will be able to enjoy this weather for about three weeks before the onslaught of large cars and suv’s with Quebec license plates clog our highways. They are followed soon after by New York, Illinois, New Jersey and the rest of the crowds from up north. Going to a restaurant will be a challenge, finding a parking space when you go out will be impossible, and ordering a drink at my favorite bar will require patience. Gee, I love this weather.