Oh dear... better late than never, I suppose. Monday mornings irk me and I don't know why. I am retired and it's really no different than any other morning in my life. Anyway, I didn't get this written last night as I thought I would. I got involved in watching the mini-series on NBC about The Last Templar.
I lived in a SNOWed trapped environment for most of my life. I can subtract the 4 years I lived in San Diego and the 6 years I have lived in Sacramento. I don’t miss winter SNOW. However, if I ever do, I can drive 60 miles east of my home and be in the SNOW again. The SNOW-laden mountains of the Sierra Nevada Mountains are not only beautiful, but also provide this area with our main supply of water. And, for this reason, every winter we wish for SNOW… LOTS of SNOW. And although this is a very short post about SNOW, it's about all I want to think about that white stuff at the moment.