“…in August in Mississippi there’s a few days somewhere about the middle of the month when suddenly there’s a foretaste of fall, it’s cool, there’s a lambence, a soft, a luminous quality to the light, as though it came not from just today but from back in the old classic times. It might have fauns and satyrs and the gods and—from Greece, from Olympus in it somewhere. It lasts just for a day or two, then it’s gone.” ~William Faulkner
Although August in Arizona can be a sweltering, sticky mess, because of the monsoon moisture that rises up out of Mexico this time of year, some days when the monsoon “meter” is low, and the humidity levels drop, August gives us a taste of fall…the mornings bring a hint of cooler weather, and the afternoon sunlight softens a bit, reminding us that autumn is on its way, and we only have hang on a few weeks more. Of course, autumn in AZ usually means 80+ degree days -but for us, after months of triple digits, anything in the double digits is something for which to be grateful.