Distance: Blah Day - and longest of the year too
More often than not, living in San Francisco agrees with Ciwt. The 'not' is summer when thoughts - or actual pictures - of summer houses come to mind or her inbox. They usually arrive as Ciwt is sitting around in her turtleneck and down vest and the wind is whistling around her aerie home. Or even when she drives a few miles across the bridge to Marin where the sun is shining, the wind is still and the temperature is 20-30 degrees warmer.
Enjoy, all you lucky campers! Don't bother to write...
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