The seasons, or lack thereof – Jill James

Okay, maybe not no seasons, but definitely not the standard four the rest of the country gets. Where I live in Northern California; 90 minutes east of San Francisco and 90 minutes southeast of Sacramento we have micro-climates. The temperature can change from mile to mile. When I was a kid we would leave home in shorts, t-shirts, and it was 90 degrees. We would drive 60 miles west to Berkeley to visit my dad and it would be foggy, cold, and 60 degrees.

I’ve always said that we have two seasons here; wet and cold/hot and dry. I’ve been to the South and the Midwest in this country (US) and the heat is like breathing in a swamp. Here in NorCal it is like breathing in a furnace.

Recently, the ladies of Authors of Main Street have talked about Fall in their neck of the woods. Here where I live, it is chilly in the morning, like 68-70 LOL and it heats up to maybe 80 by the peak of the day (2-4pm.) Ahhhh, Autumn!! 🙂

This month is my return to busy writing. I’m releasing a Christmas short story alone and with the group in a boxed set and I will finish Love in the Time of Zombies by Halloween! That book has been hanging around my neck like the albatross for way too long.

Hope it is nice Fall weather in your part of the world.  Jill