When we lived in Brooklyn after college, we’d joke about how soft all our friends who’d moved out West had gotten. They wore sweaters at the first crisp breeze and wilted in the heat of a City’s summer day. Since moving out to the Bay Area eight eyars ago, it’s happened to us as well. Yesterday was hot, muggy and terribly overcast. The way I reacted you would have thought it was the start of a massive heatwave. I even started patrolling for ants (don’t get me started!).
This morning we have a blissfully cool breeze billowing through, and I can tell already that it’ll be a gorgeous day. Perfect for a visit to a park with sprinklers where we can chase water-drops and our shadows.