I love so many things about living in Northern California, but this time of year, it's the fog.
I wait all year for it to come -- the chilly, wispy weather that welcomes winter.
It ruins my hair. Driving becomes dangerous. Makes it feel about 10 degrees colder outside than it actually is.
But favorite buildings and landmarks come alive in a different way this time of year.
And nothing is better for building a fire, hunkering down with a woobie and reading a good book.
