Dear Friends,
It was a gloomy day until this evening, when we could see the beautiful moon. I thought I would be getting the rhythm of Sacramento seasons by now, but nobody can tell me what to expect. When I ask people if the gray sky means the start of fall — rain and chill — they shrug and say, “Who knows? The weather is crazy, unpredictable, not like normal.”
Here is a photo from the twelfth floor outside stairway this morning. It was chilly, but probably not as chilly as where many of you are!
Love,
k
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