. . . Speaking of the Beach 5
This is where we were. Eat your hearts out, oh landlocked ones. Just start out walking east. Pretty soon, you’ll be at Gibralter. (Or not.)
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August 15, 2006 at 9:47 am
This is just too cruel! But, we have the mountains outside the west windows. And, humidity at an average 25%-30%.
August 15, 2006 at 7:45 pm
Talk to you when you have six feet of snow on the ground and we are dreading six inches (grin, duck, and run).
August 16, 2006 at 8:00 am
We’re only at approx 6000 ft, the 6′ depths are up high. Last year, we had 2′ on the ground down here. Not bad at all.
August 16, 2006 at 7:01 pm
I’d love to have two feet, or even six inches that stick. I haven’t had a good snowball fight since ’96.
August 16, 2006 at 7:09 pm
I hope you are able to walk to work.