Flea Market

There were a lot of smiles at the flea market yesterday.

The weather has been absolutely perfect all summer so far--bright and sunny, but not too hot. I haven't yet turned on the AC once. Considering the spring-like winter we had and karma, we'll be paying for all this niceness at some point.

Up till then, I'll smirk at our poor loyalist cousins who I hear are having the wettest summer in history.

I Love L.A.

I really do. For many reason I won't go into right now, but currently I'm in awe of the weather. After biding my formative years under the temperate climates of Europe, the fact that after having spent the previous week turning on the heater and wondering if it's time to pull out the big down comforter, I'm suddenly finding myself in a 100º+F heatwave - at the end of September! - is outright exotic. Even after the slushy winters and sticky summers of Missouri, or the half-the-year-is-winter weather of Northern Indiana it's utterly revolutionary. The 30º+ temperature change from daytime high to night time low is also impressive.



I also adore the fact that the Valleys and the coast have completely independent weather system. Yeah baby!

To you poor cousins living on the other side of the Great Puddle, wrapped in your overcoats and fuzzy shawls, I have only one thing to say: PFFFT!