Good Evening

Amazingly at 9:30 this evening we have the windows open, the attic fan rumbling softly in the hallway and are totally comfortable.

It is a pleasant sixty-six degrees out, partly cloudy and if weather like this endured here throughout the entire summer, Kansas City would be as overcrowded and angst-ridden as Orlando or San Francisco. The humidity is seventy-three per cent which is high for normal comfort but at this temperature it makes a soft late-Spring evening. But the weather won't stay like this for the coming season. Soon it will be a hot, sticky mess. The sky will be colorless, the inhabitants irritable and the nights a festival of greenbugs swarming around the street lights.

Normally June in this outpost on the prairie has worn on far enough that heat has begun to peak in the 90's and humidity builds about that high. About every third or fourth day the atmosphere can tolerate itself no longer and a cold front pushes through creating a thunderstorm which clears the air for a day. Then the cycle starts all over again but the cold fronts grow weaker as the summer takes over, and they grow further apart. Soon there are none, only the heat.

But tonight we will sleep well in the strange coolness. It is an April evening in the middle of June. The heat is forecasted to return but for one night it has to wait and the attic fan runs. I hope that is OK with Al Gore.