Spring Sprang Sprung

It's spring in Las Vegas. Oh no, wait a minute. It was spring yesterday, and today it's winter and then tomorrow will be, OMG, summer again!

The weather here is unique, no doubt about it, but, just like everywhere else, it's changing. When I first moved here I was amazed, not only by the heat and the terminally cloudless skies, but by the fact that it would get up to 120 during the day and drop 30 degrees to about 90 at night. Now the disparity is much less, up to 120 during the day and down to 105 at night. And worse than that, some of our seasons seem to be disappearing, namely fall and spring.

Yes, that's right, disappearing. I set up my garden every spring, housekeeping stuff. I rake out the leaves from my neighbor's trees, and my bushes. I pull weeds and rerake the rocks in my front yard, trim trees, that kind of thing; and I try to do it before it gets, say 100 degrees at noon. The difference between gardening here and say northern California is that there you have weeks to get it all done before it gets hot. Here, it seems like I have about, um, a few; maybe two days. Yes, that's right, days. On Monday it's 58 degrees and really windy. No gardening today. On Tuesday it's windless, sunny, and 90 degrees. Spring is now over and summer has begun.

Okay, so maybe I'm exaggerating, a bit. But unfortunately not too much. I watch the weather channel and I'm glad that we don't have hurricanes, tornados, mud, blizzards or (many) floods but I do rather miss the in between seasons. You know, warmer than winter but cooler than summer. Where did they go? I wish I knew; I'd go and bring them back.

So, if you're visiting Las Vegas and want to come in the Spring or Fall; beware! It's hit or miss, and lately more 'miss' than 'hit.'