BLUE ICE FROST

It doesn't seem that long ago. I'd look out our back windows and see frost on the golf course. Not that we had a lot this year, I'd estimate 10, but my goodness it doesn't seem that long ago.

No more. After 10 straight days of 100 degree weather, I've altered my lifestyle. I arise at 4:30; sometimes earlier. I eat breakfast and walk 3-4 miles. When my wife joins me, we vary our route. Mine is too boring.

We tee off at 7:16 or later 8:10 so we can finish before or near noon. The strangest thing that I'm having trouble adjusting to in AZ is that noon is not the hottest time of day. Three or four o'clock is. Although last night at 9:05, the old thermo was still 95. With 7 % humidity. So it was bedtime.

My blogging time has changed as well as astute reader(s) may have noted. I can't early morning between cups of coffee now write because I'm hitting the pavement. While it's not sticky tar on my shoes as it would be later in the day.

If , however, my golf game is early enough as not to allow walking, I'm "loco walking." My neighbor walks from 2-4 PM daily in all kinds of weather. People call him Loco, trans. Crazy. And when I walk at those times, no one else does.

"Living the Good Life," or "Living the Hot Life?" In an extended Summer time in AZ, I'm not sure.