For all the picture postcard scenes that San Francisco has to offer, rarely, very rarely, are they draped in the white stuff. But this weekend, according to the above article in the San Francisco Chronicle, there is a distinct possibility that, for the first time in 35 years and only the twelfth time since 1856, snow will fall in Chinatown and Union Square.
In one sense I am glad that this may come – and go – more than a fortnight before I visit the city, but I am equally disappointed that I will not be able to witness this extraordinary meteorological sight at first hand. I’ve no doubt, however, that cameras will be a-clicking in all parts and I will have to content myself with seeing the photographs.
I hope this phenomenon, along with the seven feet that have fallen in Tahoe over the past ten days, heralds a mild, sun-drenched March and April!