San Diego weather has been perfect this year. Mild and warm with plenty of pool days, and lovely cool nights. The chalk drawings we made leading into summer are still untouched, no rain has fallen in so long. It is during stretches like these when the days mesh together in my memory. If only a thunderclap would come to reset this place! I miss the smell of the hot sidewalk during the first minutes of summer rains. And I miss having to bundle up.
Hoping my fall visit to the East is packed with apple cider and crisp air, bike rides and at least one grand storm. Odd how in the middle of winter we daydream of basking in the sun, and now with these sunny doldrums I am craving a snowday.