Growing up in Michigan, Memorial Day weekend signified the unofficial start of summer. The boats and barbecues came out, swimsuit shopping commenced, and school let out (soon enough!). When I moved to the Bay Area a number of years ago, I was thrilled that it was warm enough to do most outdoor activities year round. There's no snow to keep you from bicycling in the winter. The lakes and bay don't freeze over, so you can go kayaking in February. And even at its coldest, you can always throw on a jacket and a pair of fleece gloves to go for a hike. It's one of my favorite things about living here.
The funny thing is this: most people in California still consider Memorial Day weekend to be the beginning of summer. As of last Friday, hundreds of boats were suddenly pulled out of storage and trailered to a favorite lake. Propane tanks and charcoal flew off the shelves, and countless burgers and hot dogs were grilled to perfection. Swimming pools were uncovered, and pool parties abounded. The celebration of summer began in full force.
So, here's to the unofficial beginning of summer!
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