I took my camera for a little walk this morning. My Dad called and reminded me to go take a photo of our local mountain, Saddleback. (Thanks Dad) It is very exciting here when it gets this cold and there is actually snow to be seen. Everyone walks around saying "...have you seen how low the snow is on Saddleback? ...did you see Saddleback today? ...can you believe how cold it is/how much snow there is on Saddleback?" etc. etc. When I was a child I found it annoying, sometime in my mid 30's I finally got it. It's beautiful. All the more beautiful for its rarity. As you can tell, it's been a cold weekend here in Southern California. When my son came home from school Friday I asked how his day was. "Great!!" was his reply. "Great huh? What made it Great?" "The HAIL!!! The HAIL made it great! I even got to touch it!"...Ah, children, they don't miss the simple pleasures, do they? Somewhere between ages 6 and 40 I lost the desire to reach out and feel the hail, but the excitement of its existence was not lost on me, I just enjoyed it from inside the house, looking out the window.
But this is Southern California, so the snow will not last long...you must photo it,see it,enjoy it in the moment, most likely, here today, gone tomorrow. To show you why this snow/weather other than sunny is so exciting,unusual,rare, here's a photo of what I picked from the garden on Saturday between scattered showers and our one blast of thunder (which is the MOST exciting!), spring flowers on the door. Flowers, not snow, is the usual in March.
