Lights are up, the sun is setting early and the chipmunks album is playing. Christmas in LA is hard to understand for those who don't live here, but it is that time of year-- everywhere. The palm trees are standing tall against the blue sky and it is warm. Our family from back east can't believe it. But there is a slight desert chill- one that I love. It is beautiful and crisp, just enough to evoke the feeling of winter. In the visible distance, there are big mountains covered with post-card snow. Makes you want to wear scarves and light a fire and drink hot drinks. Too bad we don't have a fire place. But! We can still light the grill and play softball in the street. Joy!
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