Driving into Chatsworth this morning felt just a wee bit like driving into the second circle of hell. There’s a wind advisory today for LA’s valleys, and I’m here to tell you it’s gosh darned windy here in the north SFV. It feels in fact, not unlike being in the spin cycle of the drier. Fifteen minutes outside and I need to rehydrate, put on skin lotion and pick the leaves out of my hair. I’m really over this wind. It’s the sort of weather where you expect mean ladies in bicycles to ride by in midair or something.
(Blake’s illustration of the second circle courtesy of Wikimedia Commons.)