Georgia Was Here

For 4th of July DD and I went to his company picnic, which was on a ranch in Marin County. There was a lake, grapevines, a herd of cattle, a friendly miniature donkey, chinchillas and, as if that weren't enough, this beautiful skull! When we left San Francisco that day, it was cold and foggy, and when we crossed the Golden Gate Bridge it magically became hot and sunny. Of course, this is not actually magic, but a phenomena of landscape and hills and wind and whatnot. All I know is that I live in the coldest part of SF (cold = affordable) and 10 minutes away it's hot. This led me to consider moving 18 miles from work, to San Rafael. (I currently live walking distance from work.) I grew up in the desert, and while I have no desire to live in a climate that extreme again, I do object to wearing my coat in July, as I do here. As DD pointed out the other day, we have six dresser drawers and one is devoted entirely to knits - knit caps, scarves, and mittens.

So, it remains to be seen what will happen, but we are now trying to move! The great thing is that prices have come down a lot all over San Francisco, even the desirable sunny parts, and DD and I are still employed, so we're checking it out.