Hotty hot hot. Busted out the fan today. We’re running at around 94 degrees today for the high. But at 8AM you could feel it in the air. It was almost itchy warm – like the temp was impatiently wanting to get where it needed to be. I had been lulled into a false sense of comfort the past few market mornings with low hanging clouds and chilly environs. My jeans and long sleeved shirt were soon too much for the Santa Anas that were blowing in.
But still – sparkly blue skies and orchid stained glass.
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