This morning is one of our famous cozy, foggy days. I'm sure the tourists at Fisherman's Wharf are hating it, but for me...this is San Francisco. In fact, I caught a glimpse of the fog rolling in yesterday afternoon from my office. It never ceases to amaze me how it pours in through the Golden Gate and then envelops the City.So, this morning, like many, we have the fireplace going. Just to take the chill out of the air and give us some ambiance. The cats spread out in front of the fire. We eat breakfast. This is the good life.
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