After a little rain last weekend, the lyrics of Irving Berlin seem apt for the rest of the week:
...blue skies
smiling at me
nothing but blue skies
do I see...
Or, if you prefer, how about the Mamas and the Papas:
...I'd be safe and warm
If I was in L.A.
California dreamin'
On such a winter's day...
fishing without water - there is none to be found anywhere along the course of the San Gabriel River between Whittier Narrows and the mountains - neither water nor fish
the One Ghost Industries truck, a common sight around town lately
locals will get this right away but, what is normally in view beneath that thick cover of clouds?
front range panorama
blossoms and bikes
thing about college towns, there is almost always something going on - today
the lady Sagehens of Pomona Pitzer were engaged in a lacrosse match
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