But is it just me, or don’t you also think of California as the land of promise and sunshine? Perhaps it is just me.

Either way, I wish the golden referred to the rays of sun rather than the dry hills, but alas and alack, apparently all of our wishes don’t come true.

Just for an update, it was cloudy again this morning when I woke up, which made me sad; but, we went for a walk and as we were coming back the sun started to peek through and now, at 10 am, it is sunny – so apparently I just need to sleep in later and then all my problems will be solved.