(Arizona joke: It was so hot I saw a coyote chasing a jackrabbit and they were both walking!)
Those of us who have lived in Arizona for a reasonable amount of time understand what the place is all about with regards to lifestyle and the effect that weather has on it.
My wife and I have been permanent residents of Scottsdale and Phoenix for the last 27 years. Before that we were mid-westerners having grown up in Cincinnati and later living in the Kansas City area for 20 years. We knew all about seasonal changes like ice and snow, humid summers, and raking leaves. Corn fields were a common sight as were lush green lawns plus we had daylight savings time.
Living in Arizona is a whole new ball game. As described by local writer S. E. Schlosser in a hilarious recent column about the differences between Arizona and the more northern climes, we always carry our own water with us. Most of the time, especially in the summer, almost everyone will be holding a bottle of water, usually the large economy size. It’s what one does when the temperatures start going up around March to a steady diet of 100+ degree days. The record for March is 102 degrees set in 1988. As I write this in June, I still remember June of 1990 when it hit 122 degrees. Carrying your own H2O makes a lot of sense under those conditions.
Winter in Scottsdale (usually)