Weather shock is leaving Idaho and returning to California. Leaving piles of snow measuring five feet and more, and returning to green. Off go the fur boots, on go the running shoes.
I love my Idaho home. I think it's paradise. But man, we had enough snow there in the last ten days to last a lifetime.
We got back to California yesterday. Before we left Idaho I took these two pictures. The first is the view through a master bath window into the snow-covered forest--looking through the icicles hanging from the roof. The second is a testament to my rebellion. It's the view outside one of my office windows--taken during one of the few sunny hours we saw. The snow-covered hills and lake lie in the distance, with the bay half frozen. In the foreground--my silk flowers, with bits of snow blown in on them. I know, only an idiot hangs silk flowers in the dead of winter. Yup, that would be me.
By the way, the pile of snow beneath the hanging basket was about five feet high.