These past fews days here in SF have been absolutely gorgeous. It’s finally our San Francisco summer. Last night I hung out with a friend at the Ferry Building, completely enjoying a perfect night of cocktails, oysters, and imperial rolls. It’s rare to be able to walk out at night with short sleeves and not even need a scarf.
This morning I went back to the Embarcadero for a lovely, leisurely stroll. The sun was shining, although the fog was rolling around the perimeter, threatening to come back. There was a definite chill in the air despite the sunshine. Now where did I put my scarf? Oh yeah, I left it at home. Drat.
Good thing I had the Bay Bridge to distract me.