After flirting with temperatures that more closely resembled spring and seriously called into question that so-called Groundhog’s Day proclaimation of “six more weeks of winter,” today Arizona remembered that it’s still technically winter.
We went from sunny and 70s to chilly, windy, cloudy, 50s, off-and-on rain today.
I feel sort of bad, because Mimi has all but shed out the majority of her winter coat. She’s a pony…she can grow it in again overnight, right? (If I feel too guilty, there’s always one of her ancient blankets that lives down at the barn that can be pushed back into service if absolutely necessary.)
But I don’t think it’s so much a delayed reaction to the groundhog as it is the weather obeying tradition.
This coming Thursday is the start of the Scottsdale Arabian Horse Show.
Every year, it rains around the Scottsdale Show. Typically not the entire time…but the weather patterns seem to take great delight in dumping at least a couple days of cold, unpleasant weather on determined show-goers.
Not that it really seems to stop people…especially anyone that’s there for the shopping, since the majority of the vendors are under covered tents. Besides, it’s a good excuse to buy (another) raincoat.
It’s always a fun time…a great place for impulse buying, eating some truly yummy food (and you’re walking the whole show grounds…a perfect excuse to munch all day long), and watching some spectacular Arabians (the people-watching can be kind of interesting, too…).
It always makes me a bit nostalgic for my show days, despite the fact I didn’t show Arabs. Part of me misses the glitter and sparkle, fuss and frenzy. And then I remember wearing suede chaps or velvet hard hats in 90*+ weather and I don’t miss it so much.
But I always thought it would have been fun to show an Arab at Scottsdale.
The show technically doesn’t start until Thursday, so I think today is just the weather warming up (cooling down?) for the big event. Tomorrow is supposed to be bright and sunny again, but Thursday?
Yeah, that’s right.