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If you click to embiggen you'll note that we New Mexicans really mean it when we say "But it's a DRY heat!"  That said... let me also say this: Gin and tonic season is well and truly upon us.  I see this sorta thang in my immediate future:

Two or three of 'em, even.  Last evening I sat outdoors nursing a single malt or two until the last vestige of purple-pink twilight had faded to black, which was nigh on to 2100 hrs.  I don't want to contradict myself by saying sumthin' like "this is my favorite time o' year."  But it sure as Hell is ONE of 'em.

Update, 1410 hrs:  We just had a momentary flash o' panic when we went to the Likker Locker, pulled out the Tanqueray bottle, and saw there was about ONE weak-ass drink's worth of contents therein.  "Oh, NO!" thinks I, having only recently returned from the Likker Emporium with a six-pack of Schweppes' Finest in hand.  I shoulda known better.  There was a new bottle (with a now recently broken seal) hiding in the back.  Mama didn't raise no fools.  

And now it's outdoors.  Cheers!