Winter in San Francisco generally means temperatures in the mid 40s to mid 50s and fog. Sometimes really thick fog. That does seem to be the case this year. Even though I live a good 45 minute BART ride outside of the city, my little city can get pretty socked in too.
Fog means dangerous driving conditions, particularly when you don’t know the roads you’re driving on. For me, I find fog mysterious and beautiful, especially when it hangs low over the mountains or the bridges. I never do seem to get out into it with my camera however. One of these days I’m going to get up to the Marin Headlands when the fog rolls in.
Just imagine what the world of horror movies would be like without fog! It sets a mood, for sure.
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We’re headed into the busiest time of year, with holiday parties and get togethers, shopping and cooking and chaos of all kinds. My life is no exception. I’ll be trying a new-to-me cookie recipe this coming weekend for a company pot luck, and I have my first holiday party tomorrow evening.
Then it’s all a landslide into Christmas for me.
What about you, Readers? Do you have a special holiday tradition, no matter what holiday you celebrate?
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