The Long, Hard Winter

When it is 117 degrees and broiling here next August, don't feel sorry for me...

Just remember this day and these pictures...


Yes, it is full-blown winter in Nevada. Notice the green grass. Notice the short sleeves.


Notice the bare feet and the soft earth...


Notice the sunshine-y face and shadows...(Honorary grandson, Jack - Tyler's best buddy.)

I almost feel guilty because of the bad weather elsewhere in the country.

My Nevada mantra that gets me through the long, hot, blazing summer..."winter, spring, fall...winter, spring, fall..."

Works every time...