Through our five senses we experience the world. Although I'm blind without my contacts or glasses, I'm fortunate enough to be able to use all my five senses each day.
In Phoenix, we really only have two seasons: Summer and Sprall. We are never cold enough to experience a real winter, although snow did hit parts of the valley for a full minute in January. We really don't have a full spring or fall, so I'm making a new season just for this part of Arizona.
Sprall happens between October and February. It usually comes after Halloween and leaves by St. Patrick's Day. This is the time of year where we can usually wear flip flops, but might have a day when closed-toed shoes are more suitable. Jackets are needed at night, but during the day you can just bask in the warm sun and enjoy the beautiful desert surroundings.
I know that summer is here as soon as I step outside. The heat hits you like a blow dryer in the face, but at least it's a dry heat. The smell of fresh cut grass is missing due to the lack of lawns. Instead of grass, we have rocks in our front yard. The sound of bugs fills the air at night, but these little creatures don't bother me like the blood suckers back home in Dallas. Not having to buy Off is another bonus Phoenix has to offer.
The best feeling in the world is jumping into a nice cold pool on a hot summer day. Inside, I'm really a fish, so these last three years have been very hard on me as we do not own a home with a pool. Fortunately, we are in the process of buying one, so wish us luck! My husband and I were hoping to be in a new home by now so that we wouldn't be moving in the heat of the summer. Our chances of that were slim though, because, as I stated above, sprall is a very short season.
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| If only this was the view from my backyard. |
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| This post was written in response to a prompt on the writer's workshop:) |
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