I have traded HOT for DRY.
I know there are many things happening in the world and I am paying some attention to things besides the weather...
The World Cup is entering the final games and my guessing game has gone to pot. I have England winning today in the family on-line game.
Trump made his second SCOTUS pick this week. The new justice-to-be seems like a winner out of central casting--brilliant, personable, family man, church man--and still young, with a cherubic altar-boy face. He could serve 30 years! The libs are shuddering that the court could shift to a majority who actually interpret law rather than inventing it.
And the soccer team in Thailand has been rescued by Navy Seals from their flooded cave. We all needed a feel good real life drama!
However, even as the swamp of high dew point heat has drained from West Michigan (if not so much in D.C.) it was replaced with a hot dryness. Things have gone from moist to crisp, drippy to crunchy.
I see thunderstorms in the weekend forecast. I will take the humidity back, if it means a little rain!
I was at the church gardens for an hour last night, until 9:45 PM. It was peaceful and I don't see all the emerging weeds at night!
And I saw a recently opened Oriental lily growing tall through a Kousa dogwood shrub. I watered it profusely--it has some more blooms to produce!
But, yes--the word of the day is DRY!

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