Footnotes to Plato from the foothills of the Superstition Mountains

Snow Here Now

But it is a very wet snow that does not survive its contact with the ground.  A nasty cold front has arrived from the Left Coast.  Can we blame this on libruls too?

Snow had the Grapevine closed for a spell.  And that puts me in mind of Johnny Bond, 1960, Hot Rod Lincoln:

We left San Pedro late one night/ The moon and stars were shining bright/Everything went fine up the Grapevine Hill/ We were passing cars like they were standing still.


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