It’s Saturday in San Francisco. The fog is cooling us for the weekend. It’s overhead, pushing around the gray and partially hiding the sun. For me, it’s a welcome sight. Yes, I know it will be chilly for Folsom Street Fair but that is better leather-wearing weather.
Starting Monday, we’ve got our week of summer on tap. High temperatures with the fog not in the starting lineup. I may bring up that beast of a mobile air-conditioner, that we’ve got in the garage. It works like a dream. If you leave it on too long it makes you feel like a piece of meat in the freezer. It’s cold comfort for the friends of the fog.
My favorite canine is reacquainting with the new cone. Her ouchie is healing; energy and appitite are back to normal. Life goes on in the dog world. While she didn’t enjoy putting the cone back on, it was a means to a treat. Luna’s values and priorities are as constant as the northern star.
In garden news, we will be transforming our pergola into a Sukkot this October. We are going to use the dead palm branches for the roof. It gives these branches a temporary second life. It’s been a few years since we’ve done it. It should be fun.
It’s the last weekend of baseball. The Giants are in town. I’m usually more pro-active about scoring tickets and going but I’m feeling somewhat blah. My concentrations / focus is all over the place right now…like the fog.
The Beard and the Cap 
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