SoCal feels like a dry version of Florida (generally warm to hot, and sunny, but it rarely rains). The only difference is the mountains provide elevation and the opportunities to experience a different climate within about 30 to 90 minutes of driving.Ah, a White Christmas ... at least in the background!
No snow here. Our last snowfall was 27 years ago.
Headed for a high today almost 80°, so depressing. :-(
Thanks for sharing the nice photo. Merry Christmas!
What are you talking about? After shoveling 5" of sunshine off the driveway this morning, the wife and I took Max(our 08 Cabrio) off to the bike trail. There we were able to do one of our favorite 40 mile ride in shorts. A great picnic lunch at one of the parks along the trail and back to Max. BTW with today's 40 we were able to break the over 10,000 mile/year mark on the bikes.. Not bad for a 67 year old guy with a bad heart. Then a drive home with the top down and a quick jump in the pool. Nothing depressing about FL at Christmas time in my book.Headed for a high today almost 80°, so depressing. :-(!
This 63 year old guy is uncomfortable at temperatures above 75. Yeah, it's depressing to have Summer weather on Christmas Day, in my book.What are you talking about?
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Then a drive home with the top down and a quick jump in the pool. Nothing depressing about FL at Christmas time in my book.![]()
Yeah, I lived in Las Vegas, next to Mt. Charleston, for a few years. I hated living in the desert. But, I'll never forget the sight of cars with ice/snow on their roofs coming into town fresh from the mountain.SoCal feels like a dry version of Florida (generally warm to hot, and sunny, but it rarely rains). The only difference is the mountains provide elevation and the opportunities to experience a different climate within about 30 to 90 minutes of driving.
I know what you mean we see it all the time during the season.Yeah, I lived in Las Vegas, next to Mt. Charleston, for a few years. I hated living in the desert. But, I'll never forget the sight of cars with ice/snow on their roofs coming into town fresh from the mountain.
In coastal Oregon (which I love with a passion) you can sometimes go from a pleasant 65° at the coast, and head into the mountains and see snow within an hour. I wish I could live out there.