Microclimates

One striking aspect of the San Francisco Bay Area is that every little valley has its own climate. I was struck this morning by the microclimates I passed through after dropping Jerry at the airport. I pulled away from the curb at 7:40, stopped for gas at Costco in Berkeley/Richmond and arrived in my driveway at 8:43. The photos that follow illustrate the varied climates I encountered in the course of one hour.