the warm spell hit at just the wrong time. :(
i had everything planned out - the best present i ever thought of.
my mom and i would sneak up to larch mountain on the pretext of "getting christmas presents", i would take beautiful snowy pictures of her, print them out, and give them to my dad! great idea, huh?
yeah, didn't work out that way. the tv weatherman called it an inverse something-or-other: 38 degrees in the valley, and 50 degrees at the top of larch mountain. there was no snow.
undeterred, we hiked o'er annoyingly non-white hills and shrubs to capture these:
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you look like your momma! Both naturally beautiful! <3
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