This morning the temperature was right around 70˚ when I got up. I went outside to read but only lasted a half hour or 45 minutes because of the humidity. (Of course, this is what I expected in Mississippi.)
Tonight we took my dad to an Independence Day picnic. Two women across the table from me had the following conversation:
“It sure was a cool morning this morning. I had to put on a sweater.”
“Isn’t that the truth! It felt like it was March.”
Overnight low of 70˚ with highs in the mid 90s and it felt like March?!?!?
Toto, I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore. (Or Nebraska for that matter.)
We’ve been in Mississippi for several days. Yes, it’s hot and yes, it’s humid, but not that much hotter and more humid than the Midwest. It doesn’t cool off as much at night as it does farther north, so I suppose the heat is a bit more oppressive down here.
There are two striking things that I have noticed. The first (which has nothing to do with heat and humidity) is the length of days (or lack thereof, as the case may be). Port Gibson is 10.5 degrees farther south than Sioux City. It’s a big enough difference to notice. The sun seems to go down early and come up late. Summer days aren’t as long as they are in Sioux City, and when it starts to get dark, it takes me by surprise.
But back to the weather: The second difference is the remarkable stillness of the air. I worked on my computer for much of yesterday morning in front of the picture window. Only a couple of times the air moved enough to stir the leaves. For the most part everything was deathly still. Yesterday morning wasn’t an anomaly; it’s the way it’s been most of the time since we’ve been here.
Where we live, out on the Missouri River plain, the wind moves constantly. It’s not that it’s constantly windy, but the air still moves and the leaves rustle. Even a couple hours of absolute stillness is a rarity.
Here in Port Gibson, my experience of the first week is not so much the heat nor the humidity, it’s the stagnant air that becomes nearly oppressive in its weight and stillness.
Yesterday Steve Robinson mentioned that the humidity in Phoenix got down to 2%, which is record low humidity for Phoenix. We just arrived in Port Gibson, MS (in the area called the Delta region) for the month. I haven’t heard the official weather forecast, but I think the humidity is a bit higher than 2% here in western Mississippi. The car told us we had triple digit temps for much of the afternoon.
On another subject, on our way down we saw that all the fireworks stands are getting set up for American Independence Day, so I decided to post my fireworks header picture. That picture was taken in May (it’s a Kentucky Derby picture), but fireworks are fireworks.