Back In My Day, True High School Rebellion Involved Developing Artsy Photos Of Alberta Poplars.

Darlings, how many different ways can I open this newsletter with a description of the fog I’m looking at through my kitchen window? Because this morning the sunrise is fighting to burn off the marine layer and get to business, while Karl’s like “naw” and huddling all cat-like around the Van Ness high rises, and I am grateful for that. Writing award, please.

Y’all are great. Be kind to each other.

Xoxo Amy