Today was one of those great days here in the desert. The right amount of wind was blowing, the temperature was just right, and the right amount of clouds were in the sky. It seemed like visibility went on forever. Here at the house, I could see all the way to the wind farm in Mojave, up to the junction of the San Gabriels and the Tehachipis, and out to the east, I could see past Mount Baldy, past the Buttes, and out to the start of the Chocolate Mountains near Barstow. The air tasted fresh and clean; no dirt and no smoke from the fires.
It’s a shame I had to spend so much of the day inside. But that’s how it goes. They don’t pay me for enjoying the weather!
