This early December morning is riding on a 49 degree temperature. I actually wore a sweatshirt under my jacket (can’t remember the last time that happened) for my a.m. dog walk. Naturally, my pit bull does not care and wants to be outside, even after we’ve come back.
On cold mornings the door (to our back garden) is closed but Luna gets our attention for in and out access. She prefers that the door is open, at all times but she adjusts to placate the humans.
Right now I feel like a hibernation is needed of some sort. The holidays are here but I am content with the idea of being under the covers in warmth maybe reading a book. It’s a nice bit of foggy haze before a new year. There is more travel and softball in 2026. It will be here before you know it.
The sun is now breaking through. The temperature will slowly climb back to a more normal San Francisco thing and we will crack that door open. Luna likes sunning herself, while her human friends putter about finally throwing off their sleepy selves. It’s tea time
The Beard and the Cap 
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