Tracking the traces
With the end of another month just hours away (and not a cloud of consequence in the sky), I’m going to extract some climate data. For here. No trend implied, just fun to know that it has been as warm and dry as observed by people here in the house.
Let’s get started. I have data sets for three years; the one before those is partial, and the numbers are really skewed. First of all, rainfall. That which counts in agricultural areas, including the family garden (even though the planting is quite recent).
July 2016 62 mm
July 2017 44 mm
July 2018 24 mm
High temperature/low temperature/average temperature
July 2016 27.4C 11.4C 18.9C
July 2017 26.4C 11.4C 19.1C
July 2018 29.7C 10.6C 20.3C
Winds (high)
July 2016 37.0 kph
July 2017 38.6 kph
July 2018 40.2 kph
We had alternating periods of daylight/darkness, just like the rest of the world (I can’t afford the fancy measurement sensor for such things, hence the lack of precision). Barometric pressures vary all the time, but from year to year, not so much. Humidity levels averaged 80%, which explains why muggy best describes a seaside summer. And that concludes my synopsis.
Supper came from the BBQ tonight, and all I could think about was how long I would have before donating blood. The local council published a mosquito report (very detailed) urging us all to assure no pools of standing water (“not even a bottle cap”). Turns out that this is one of the bad years, and I am sorely tempted to start raising bats and swallows as a method of defense. Maybe some of those bird houses that seem without purpose are the local method of biological warfare.
