It's finally, really, truly summer. For the past few weeks we've had unseasonably cool temps here in northern California. The furnace clicked on in the morning and stayed on throughout the day. The rain came down in chilly sheets. Through it all clerks at every store in town crammed shelves with beach towels, sunscreen, flip-flops, sunglasses, citronella candles. But no one was buying summer stuff. It's tough to visualize a sunburn when the weather feels like winter.
Jiminy Cricket on My Shoulder
Jiminy Cricket on My Shoulder
Jiminy Cricket on My Shoulder
It's finally, really, truly summer. For the past few weeks we've had unseasonably cool temps here in northern California. The furnace clicked on in the morning and stayed on throughout the day. The rain came down in chilly sheets. Through it all clerks at every store in town crammed shelves with beach towels, sunscreen, flip-flops, sunglasses, citronella candles. But no one was buying summer stuff. It's tough to visualize a sunburn when the weather feels like winter.