sleep is what you do when you’re tired

There’s something about the summer finally arriving in the city that reminds me of home.  In the Pacific Northwest where it’s grey so much of the year we are rewarded with a dazzling summer that begins without fail on July 5.  In San Francisco, where it is beautiful so much of the year, we forget that we were rewarded in advance for the grey summer.  It’s like getting dessert first, and when the summer finally ends and the rest of the year starts up again in August it already feels like fall, but in a good way.  We are ready finally for our summer to begin.