It’s February 24th and officially 116 days ’til summer.
For us in San Diego, that doesn’t mean much of anything since every day here is a bit like Groundhog Day.
IE. One version or another of summer, no matter what San Diegans will tell you to the contrary.
Some days, when the daytime high dips to a blustery (*cough*) 63 Degrees F, it feels for us like fall. But winter? We don’t know winter.