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Having grown up in a large French city under moderate climate before
moving to Los Angeles, I have not lived around snow much. And therefore,
I tend to have the typical flatlander's enthusiasm for it.
So, every time we are in the mountains and it snows, I usually end up
traipsing around all over the place and taking pictures of everything,
until I fill up the flashcard or I get too cold, whichever comes first
(usually it's the cold, I live in LA, which means that my blood starts
freezing at about 72).
We were in Big Bear today (3/16/2003) and took a bunch, and I thought
I'd share...
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