One of the many reasons I love San Francisco are the chilly summers. Growing up in Louisiana, summer meant 95+ degree temperatures and humidity that made going outdoors painful. I didn’t even realize I liked the outdoors until I left Louisiana!
While others are complaining about the misty, foggy and chilly days, I’m grinning big and wide as I bundle up in layers to go for long walks with Orelia. While I momentarily forgot where I lived this weekend and wore a sundress to a birthday party in Dolores Park, I still loved being chilly. And the fact that I spent Saturday evening reading by the fire made the weekend seem magical. Woohoo for San Francisco summers!!