
MENDOCINO CO., 6/23/26 — The Romans never agreed on where the month got its name. The fog along the Mendocino coast doesn’t care either way.
Head out to the headlands on a Saturday in June, and you’ll likely walk into a wedding. White chairs sinking into the grass. A cousin chasing a tablecloth in the wind. A groom watching the fog bank offshore, trying to guess if it will roll in before the vows.
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