Sigh. It’s June 1, and like clockwork, the cold, damp fog has taken hold of San Francisco. Time to pull out the winter clothes. I always lament this time of year just a little. Ten months out of the year I have no complaints about this town with it’s eternal sunny skies. But June and July in San Francisco are just the worst in terms of weather. I live in the sunniest part of town too, with some of the best views of the city. So when it’s foggy in my hood, you know it’s bad.
Here’s the view of the city from my hill this morning. I felt like renaming this Say Hi...track to “June Was White, July Was Grey”. I will definitely feel better when the winter’s gone.
Say Hi….“November Was White, December Was Grey”: