A couple of days ago, on a nice 80° day, I went for a walk in Edgewood Park. Thinking the whole time that summer is finally here. The grass had, finally, turned golden – or dry, dirt yellow if you prefer-  and the summer flowers are blooming. Some, like the yellow star thistle Centaurea solstitialis in whole fields,

some hiding in the dry grass, like a bindweed (Convolvulus arvensis) and purple clarkia (Clarkia purpurea)

At the end of my walk, I watched the fog come in through the pass behind San Mateo and thought How nice, the air conditioning is turned on,

But that was a couple of days ago, and who ever turned the air conditioning on, left it on at High. Too high. This has just been a cold summer, while much of the rest of the country is too hot, we are too cold. Even the peaches and tomatoes at the Farmers Market are too cold, they are just not getting sweet. I want more heat.