Yesterday I walked Riley along the Embankment so I could see the fog. Yes, really. Growing up in the Bay Area you get pretty used to foggy days. Our old apartment in San Francisco was close to the fog horn so I spent many nights and early mornings listening to the fog horn's low rumble, I always found it to be such a comforting noise. Yesterday's morning news reports kept mentioning the fog so I knew Riley and I had to go take a look. It was....foggy.
Looking toward Chelsea Bridge
Looking toward Albert Bridge
And a leaf
Having grown up in California I am also used to sunny days. But we don't seem to get too many of those in London.
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