After I moved to Colorado from Chicago in the fall of
2002, I would often take great delight in telling those still embedded in the
great metropolis, how much nicer the weather was here.
Not to mention that we had more mountains.
Things are changing.
Last winter, checking the nation’s weather in our local
paper, I began to notice that things were not necessarily warmer and drier
snuggled up against the Rocky Mountains.
I didn’t brag as much.
Now it is, without question, summer.
Again checking in the local paper, I have noted that the
temperatures in Chicago are more reasonable (70s and 80s) than here (90s and an
occasional 100+).
Recently there was a small item in our paper that
confirmed my worst fears. It seems that summer temperatures and humidity are
rising faster in my part of the country than most others (including
Chicago).
It’s that non-existent global warming thing again … only
it’s not global, it’s local.
This summer, more than its nearly 14 predecessors, I
find that I more frequently have to protect myself with antiperspirant and
strategically placed talcum powder.
I now defend myself, as it were, from Colorado sweat.
At least we still have the mountains.
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