I'm back in the motherland so Amanda S was kind enough to send me this poetic recollection of her weather experience:
Today was gentle in Echo Park. The sun kissed my face and I kissed it back. It was a soft kiss- familiar and welcome. It spread to my arms and knees and at moments it made me pause with love. In Burbank however- the sun pulled out it's mini daggers and threatened to pierce my skin. I looked for a loving spot but when I could not find one, I left quickly as I prefer kisses to daggers.
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