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2008-07-24 
 

dog days

It's been hot. Very hot. Then it rained buckets. Thunder, lightening and sheets of water drenching me from hair to shoes. Twelve years in San Francisco allowed me to forget that "rain buckets" is not a hyperbole. Now it's cooler, but humid. No, not humid, muggy is a much better word. As if summer waits around the corner each morning to clobber you the moment you leave the house. We haven't hit August yet and I'm already tired of summer.

One thing about San Francisco, it never stays the same season for longer than a few weeks before giving you a break. Unsettling at first, but I sure got used to it.

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