Weathering the weather

As I was scraping ice and snow off our car this morning, all I could think of was this:



It was a five-minute drive or a 20-minute walk from our former apartment.
We'd go early in the day. H was sit and read or write, I'd bring knitting, there were often dolphins swimming by. Can you blame me for missing it so much?

I keep meeting people here who used to live in California and even years later, still miss it so much, too.

Unless you've experienced it like I have, it's hard to describe what living near the ocean feels like. If I had a hard day at work or was feeling out of sorts, just the sight of the ocean would temporarily put me in different frame of mind.

The sheer expanse, the shimmering blue water, the sound of the waves crashing and that fresh sea air was such a tonic. Almost every day we'd walk to the bluffs overlooking the ocean and watch the sun set. It was always breathtaking.

Here's a view from the bluffs:



And this was our last Palisades sunset (taken from our balcony):



A few moments later:



Yes. Snow is pretty. Ice, freezing rain and sleet not so much.
Especially if you have to drive or fly somewhere.

I know this last storm wasn't that bad, but it's just making me miss my home of the last 12 years.