Horrific Air Quality in San Francisco

Wednesday When I landed in San Francisco mid-week before last, I wasn’t paying much attention. I try to zone out on the plane: listen to music, watch Netflix, or just sleep. I find that makes the long flight seem shorter. I was in “the zone.” Unexpectedly, the cabin filled with the acrid smell of smoke, and I remembered the California… Continue reading

A Quick Visit to the Bay Area

Last Thursday I had barely landed at SFO when I was once again reminded of some of the many reasons I love this little spot on earth, which I fondly refer to as the birthplace of my soul. The air was brisk–with even something of a bite in it. The humidity felt perfect to me. The “always on” breeze from… Continue reading