This afternoon Kish and I walked over to a mall adjacent to our hotel in Scottsdale. It was a cloudless, brilliantly sunny day, and after a few cooler days the temperature finally felt like it hit the 80s. I slathered on some suntan lotion, wore shorts, a Hawaiian shirt, and flip-flops, and sat on benches while Kish visited shops. The coconut oil in the suntan lotion had a summery smell, and the sun felt good on my face and embarrassingly white legs.
I like living where there are seasons, in part because I enjoy the transition from one season to the next. After a long, cold, wet winter, the warmth of spring and summer are welcome indeed.