San Francisco summer

While the entire nation is sweating their booties off with record-level heat waves, we're bundling up in vests, mittens, and ear muffs around these parts.  While June was unseasonably sunny and warm, we're definitely settling into summer here.

I'm sure you know the famous Mark Twain quote ("the coldest winter I ever spent was summer in San Francisco"), but it's not that San Francisco summers are just plain cold (although they are often), it's that they're unpredictable, irrational, and fickle.  One minute it will be gloriously sunny and beautiful and then the next you're scrambling inside to protect yourself from wind burn.  Or perhaps the morning starts off frosted with fog so thick you can't read the street signs, but then by 10am you're slathering on sunscreen to avoid an unsavory bake.

Today happens to be the latter.

My run across the Golden Gate at 6am this morning:

Right before heading into work around 9am:  

She cleans up well.

So for any of you planning a trip out here in the coming weeks: be prepared for anything.  Don't be one of those tourists forced to buy a hideous, overpriced San Francisco sweatshirt when you're desperate for warmth.

xoxo

KK