You gotta love California, where you can gaze past palm trees and see snow-topped mountains.
I am nearing the end of my posts of photos I took on my recent drive back to San Diego from Arizona.
We saw a lot of desert. Technically, this mountain pass, through which I was descending towards Los Angeles, is still desert… high desert.
Now remember, I only took this route, which is slightly longer, because my normal route was blocked by a snow storm. I don’t have snow chains in my car.
But, even in San Diego or Los Angeles, during the winter, you can drive to play in the snow in just an hour or two.
I have to admit, I am baffled by you people who live where it snows right on top of you… and your car, and your roads.
We keep our snow like we keep our tigers and lions… near enough to visit them, but not right out in the backyard.
We have zoos for the dangerous animals, and mountains for the snow.
Because I don’t ever want to wake up, go outside, and find either of those things piled up on top of my car.