Snow in January--kind of a cliche. But when you haven't seen snow for a while it looks enchanting all over again.
Here's 3 o'clock at Monterey yesterday. That's the white oak, left, which won't let its dead leaves fall until the buds push them away in the spring. The oak is huddled against one of our live Christmas trees from yesteryear--a fir a think.
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