Dry Wind

Sacramentans are aghast when I tell them how much I love the wind here. Cincinnati’s air was so stagnant; summers there were still and muggy. Sacramento is a refreshing change. The Great Valley breezes may bring allergens, but those don’t bother me, for the most part. I’m so grateful for the air movement. I like a dry wind. Blouse, Mave (consignment). Skirt, Flying Tomato (consignment). Shoes, Prabal Gurung for Target. Sunglasses, Coco Sunglasses. Earrings, My Daughter’s Closet. Bag, Melie Bianco. The wind was dry, but I had trouble maintaining a dry eye as I reluctantly withdrew Jackson from pre-agility class. He is too reactive to...