It’s the first of March.
Rainy, foggy – the typical San Joaquin/Sacramento Valley spring. I love this blusey time of year – except for the ‘tully fog’. It can spring at you from nowhere between the months of November and as late as April.
It’s like driving through cotton – and impossible to forecast. Once you’ve driven in, you have no idea when – or if – you’ll drive out. So be careful out there.
There are people who love you and don’t want to lose you.
