On my way up to Silver Lake, a small neighborhood north of downtown los angeles, I was struck by the view. It had rained the night before, and the skies were remarkably clear. From the moment I got on the 10, I could see the Hollywood sign far off in the distance, and beyond them, the snow-capped San Gabriel mountains. Later that day, on the way back from picking S up from the airport, my jaw dropped again looking at the Santa Monica mountains on the drive back down Lincoln Blvd - because the air was so clear, you could see all of the crags and curves of the chocolate brown majesties.
This morning, heading East, it felt as if I was going to drive right into the mountains that make up the Hollywood Hills, and S mentioned to me how he can see the snow-capped mountains from his office, even though he's nowhere near downtown! Thank you, wind, for these spectacularly clear days.
This photo (not mine) hardly does the scene justice, but it should give you an idea...
Oh, and P.S., while in Silver Lake, a bird (not pigeon) flew between me and the person behind me in line. So strange! Then moments late, I spotted Sylar...er...Zachary Quinto from the show Heroes with his dog! Cute, despite the giant glasses.
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