Thirty-five degrees here just before dawn and everyone, the birds and coyotes and squirrels and dogs and yes, your faithful blogger, ignored the brightening horizon and stayed in bed. But it's Monday, tasks await, so we walked and we saw and here, we report.
A few extra moments in bed bought us six degrees on the thermometer. (And yes, I can hear the laughter and mocking from you people who live in true winter.)
The view to the south:
And to the north:
And as often happens here after a storm, downtown LA (are those construction cranes?) on the horizon.