It's an unbelieveable 87 degrees at the hacienda right now, and the high today in my hood was 94. Ninety Four. Damn.
41% humidity and I've been sweating like a pig since I got off of work.
I can't wait for summer to get here. Oh boy.
UPDATE: Now 6 am the next morning, it's a comfortable 58 degrees with a slight nip in the air, with a high today forcast in the low eighties, much gentler than yesterday. 100% humidity at this hour, although that should wane as the morning progresses.
The icing on the cake are the various pollens spewing forth from trees and plants and weeds and bushes.
Sometimes I think snow wouldn't be so bad. And I know, be careful what you wish for.