Thursday, April 22, 2010

Sunrise with Biscuit: Snow

{Part I}

P. woke me up just before sunrise begging me to come outside and look at the mountains. Snow. In April. In the desert. I loaded up the dogs, kissed P. goodbye (some people have to be at work before 7am), and drove up into the mountains in the old Jeep with Biscuit riding shotgun. Sure enough, at five thousand feet there was a dusting of snow. And tiny, frozen wildflowers. And freezer-burned cholla.

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  1. What is happening?! We are freezing our butts off up here, too. Except yours is prettier.

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  2. ohhh myyyy gaaaahd

    i thought you meant the mountains, like, the further away ones. and i was like. um yeah there was snow on the mountains when we came out? but you mean the close joshua tree covered ones! wowy!

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  3. So amazing. Lucky, lucky you!

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  4. I couldn't think of a more wonderful way to begin a day than with a gorgeous sunrise and a big lump of love named Biscuit!

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  5. How lucky to have such a beautiful morning!

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  6. Firstly-- My Bill is geologisting outside of Barstow this week, and my Dad just called me up to wonder if he might have gotten snowed on. While he may have heard it on NPR, I bet $5 that he reads your blog now, with you being his favorite commenter on mine these days.

    Secondly, your do-nanny link was FABULOUS magic. Highlights as follows:

    1. "Beaver sticks, aka, sticks that have been chewed by beavers."
    2. intertwangleism, instead of the intended inter-twangleism, first appeared to me as intert-wangleism, which I had NO IDEA had ever been celebrated in home decor.

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  7. Are you doing a show in SF? Must tell me when you make it up to these here parts ~ :)

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  8. Amazing!

    I love the desert.

    I was in Bishop, CA this fall camping at 7000 feet in the high desert and the night we got engaged it snowed while coyotes yipped in the mountains.

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  9. may i please have biscuit?

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  10. It is magical, where you are.

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