For us desert-dwellers, when it rains, we celebrate. We marvel at this odd wet stuff falling from the sky, watch it for hours from safe perches on our patios - and then we drive as if every puddle were 10 inches deep and we could skid off the road at any second. Not used to driving in rain, are the Tucson dwellers.
The best part about a rain storm passing through town is the way the air smells afterwards. There’s a crisp, unique scent: the smell of the creosote bushes comes through clearly, mixed with something very clean, like smelling the lack of dust, if that makes any sense.
One of my earliest memories is watching the rain at my Grandparent’s house, out on their patio with my family and a bowl of hot popcorn made on the stovetop in a big kettle. To this day, the smell of rain makes me crave popcorn made the old-fashioned way.
I was out walking the grounds of a new condo listing today during a break in the rain, and as I passed by this tree (I think it is a white thorn acacia tree), it had this beautiful sweet smell. This is one of my favorite landscape trees, with the pretty yellow puffs.
This one must still be a young tree, but as it matures, it will make a lovely canopy, full of those yellow blooms.
Replacing the windows in your house can be a good investment and a nice upgrade. In many older houses, the original single pane and casement windows don’t operate well, are missing cranks and screens that can be hard to replace because of odd sizing, and can equate to higher heating and cooling costs.
Okay, it’s a lame title. I’m talking about mixing roof types. If you’ve got a better idea for a title, I’m all ears.



