A cold front moved in and today was a biting, damp 49 degrees. I want to know where this “dry cold” is that everyone tells me about?! Granted it was raining, but I’m still waiting for a cold day that doesn’t go through to my bones.
But seeing snow on the foothills…now that is a beautiful sight.
Snow in the foothills, on the last day of summer…wow.
Here’s tonight’s sunset. The storms add a dramatic flair, don’t they?
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