Dandelions In December

One of the blissful things about living in Los Angeles is the fact that the weather is always pretty much perfect. So much so, that there are dandelions growing in December. Little yellow flowers sprouting up everywhere. The leaves are always green (with the exception of summer, in the event they get fried and turned brown) and the breeze is always perfectly cool.

Now I'll admit...I DO love and miss the seasons. But I say that only because I like change. When it comes down to it, I absolutely hate the freezing cold. And now, freezing means fifty degrees. Back in my childhood days in Michigan, fifty-five degrees meant that I didn't have to wear a jacket outside to play.

At any rate, it's pretty crazy seeing Christmas lights strung throughout neighborhoods and giant snowglobes on people's lawns...right in the midst of all the palm trees. I'm enjoying it while I can because this weekend, I will be headed to the Arctic Tundra once again for some down home blizzards. They have a foot of snow already. I'm hoping it gets up to two.

Yeah...that's FEET. Not INCHES. Brrrrrrrrr...