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4 Comments:
Wonderful pictures. Our skies are grey and gloomy.
Ours, too.
Very pretty, but I'm shivering in temperatures in the high 60s, so I'm glad I'm not there, thanks.
Cold, yes (it has been between -5F to the high 20's).
However, this place is picture-postcard beautiful: everything looks as if someone set the flocking gun to 11 and taped the trigger down.
Having grown up in SoCal, my experience with snow is largely limited to Detroit.
When clearing the driveway, heaving a shovel load of snow was like grabbing a sack of cement.
On dealing with our first snowfall here, I heaved the snow, shovel, and my arms down to the elbows right over the fence.
This stuff is almost white air.
Harry, Hawaii is a special case immune from the prime directive of climatology afflicting everywhere else in the world not named Malibu or Santa Barbara:
Four months of the year are gonna suck.
So far, I'd much rather put up with an Anchorage winter than a Pensacola summer. Here, one can at least dress to be comfortable.
It doesn't hurt matters any that this is the least windy place I have ever been. In Eagle River, at least, it seems 80% of the time winds are less than 5 knots.
I'm with ya on the Pensacola summers.
When we lived in Iowa, Tricia couldn't stand the winters, but it was the summers that kept me from accomplishing anything.
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