The name of the wind that blows off the Sahara to Africa and the Mediterranean. It seems we don’t have a name for the wind that blows through the Coachella Valley or at least I haven’t heard one yet. It is not always warm and dry. Today the wind was cooler. It can start up in the afternoon and blow all night. I hear it whistling through the cracks of my house. It makes the garage door rattle, like something trying to get in. But I like it anyway. I remember a past July, in the height of the summer heat, it felt like an open oven. Since I moved here some people ask if I like the desert. They tell me it gets very hot in the summer as if they are letting me in on a secret. My answer is yes, I really like it. I think it is beautiful.
Stream of Consciousness Saturday, #SOCS, is hosted by Linda G Hill. The prompt for today is ‘roc.’ Featured image of desert near Palm Desert taken by me while at Desert X.
Notes Tied On The Sagebrush 
the desert is indeed beautiful. and hot )
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I’m glad you like the desert. I imagine you see a lot of stars and that the dry heat isn’t as bad as the humid heat we get in the Carolinas.
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It is true that dry heat is easier to tolerate. Thank you, JoAnna
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Even the word Sirocco is evocative Deborah … glad your like the sound of it 🙂
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that should have read ‘you’ …
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I feel cozy inside when it’s blowing.
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