Rain has always been a welcome change in the desert. We had so little of it growing up in Coolidge that we would run out to sit in our car to wait for the wall of dust and then the torrent of rain during the monsoon season. Too late for spring rains and too early for the summer monsoons, we got a few sprinkles the last week of May. According to the weather app on my phone, there was only 10% humidity...just enough to moisten the air over town. It was 92 degrees at 7:30am, but through the wonders of a "dry heat" it felt like 80 degrees. Luckily I was up early working in my mom's garden, or I might have missed the rain all together. Even caught a few sprinkles in the bird bath. The new mini-patio I built out of reclaimed bricks was the perfect spot to enjoy the brief rain.
In the afternoon we met up with my sister, Larena, and her loveable little Sawyer at the new outlet mall off of I-10 (one wrong turn and you end up at the Wild Horse Pass Casino on the Indian reservation.) The shear joy on her face when she sees her grandma is a site to behold. My sister-in-law, Summer, and niece, Annie, joined us for a misty walk around the outdoor mall. By this time, temps had reached 102 and the morning clouds had dissipated. The extra humidity from the overhead mist machines made my hair friz, but it was worth it to make the walk in the sun bearable.
After a couple of hours, Sawyer had reached her limit. Despite that, she
was a sweety as we said our goodbyes and went our separate ways. 
I went
home to have a dinner and a movie with my dad. A meaty chef salad from T & M Pizza for me and a tuna salad for my dad (mom would be happy) and a home viewing of "Gravity" to end the evening. 
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