The morning promises a blistering sunbaked day inland. I
can’t stand the thought of it. The escape is too alluring – and close by.
California’s long slender shape means the coast is never far away.
Not like our chunkier shaped neighbor to the north, Oregon,
where 8 hours can separate east and west borders.
Today, I’m thankful once again for San Francisco and its
misty salt-coated breezes. A sweater is needed as I let the Pacific lap at my feet.
The sand pushes through my toes as I look out at the fog-shrouded water and
watch ships go by.
It’s hard to believe that scarcely 85 miles away, it’s 30
degrees warmer.
I could do this all day.
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