The arrival of Tropical Storm Kay ends a bad heat wave and six months of no rain
It’s hard to describe how dry it’s been lately. We haven’t received a drop of measurable rain since March 28th when a little over and inch of water fell.
The hills have been a dry since April, and the sagebrush in the valleys went brown in June. Since then it’s been hot but bearable, at least right up until the end of August. Then it got really hot. Like triple digit hot for over a week.
Today is the peak of California’s worst September heatwave ever recorded.
The number of locations recording 110°F+ is simply extraordinary.
Many major cities have experienced their hottest day ever recorded, including San Jose and Santa Rosa. #Heatwave2022 pic.twitter.com/QIZQH58Hcn
— Colin McCarthy (@US_Stormwatch) September 6, 2022
I pride myself on the fact that our house is a true California Rancho style; single story stucco, wide, shady eves, and big, vine-covered ramada that shades the entire western side of the house. It does a beautiful job of keeping the interior cool and cave-like in the summer sun, but even it couldn’t compete with this last big heat bubble, and I was forced to turn on the air conditioning for the first time in almost four years (though only briefly each day).
Thankfully, Tropical Storm Kay arrived from Mexico yesterday with wind, water and cooler temperatures. It was only half and inch of rain, but it was enough to bring temperatures down 30°, wash the dust off the trees, give the gardens a good drink, and refill both of my rain barrels.
The added bonus is wildfire risk, always a big one this time of year, is way down too.
Kay is clearing out of here tonight, and a week of normal temperatures (high 70s / low 80s) looks to be in our future. If it stays mild enough, I may attempt to get some fall seeds started early. It’s risky because late September through October has lots of Santana conditions that make it hot, dry and windy in the day, and chilly at night. Young plants get whipsawed from 90° to 40° in just a couple of hours, so they have to be protected. Something I often forget to do until it’s too late.
Oh well, at least it rained in Southern California. It almost seemed like it never does.
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