It was a hot summer’s night. The temperature here in London had soared into the 30’s during the waking hours, bringing with it a dense heat usually only found on the continent.
Continue reading “Marco…Polo.”
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Today I’m going to the wine country.
Just up from San Francisco are the beautiful wine valleys of Sonoma and Napa which I will make my home for this afternoon. Continue reading “A sweet valley high”
Today it’s misty meaning droplets of water are blowing in from the ocean. It’s not really raining, because it doesn’t, but everywhere the streets are wet. Continue reading “High on a hill”
