First Snow of Winter
As I sit here in South Bay in my shorts and flip flops, I think about the beautiful blizzards of winter.
I grew up near Lake Tahoe in Northern California where winter was a magical time!
We used to hike up Mt. Rose in the snow with the dogs, and I think it was on this quiet mountain,
in the pristine powder, that I learned to love the colors of winter and the beauty of the snow.