Something feels so wrong about a 90+ degree February week. Even for us Cali folk. On one hand I want the cold, and with the cold the rain (that we were promised the whole year leading up to this season) but on the other, it's hard to not fall in love with a good summer tease.
Windows open, tacos soaked in fresh lime, and my boys shirtless on familiar summer sands. I'm not saying I'm over the cold season just yet. I only wish it would make up it's mind long enough for us to adjust and accept one or the other.
Until then, you can find us here building castles, eating our tacos in the shade.