The title is from a t-shirt I found recently in the freebin. It means "my gods speak Danish." It has nothing to do with the post, I just like it...
It's 11:30 and the wind is blowing straight offshore, very unusual for here. There's a sweet tablecloth of clouds over the front range, I meant to take a pic, but forgot, so here's a visible satellite image of right here, right now; notice the line of clouds in back of Goleta.
In Capetown, Table Mountain is a super famous landmark that has a tablecloth quite often due to the prevailing SE wind. (The water vapor in the warm air blowing over False Boy condenses as it rises, forming a cloud that hugs the mountain top, a process called orographic uplift).
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