And the Hills that were Green… Turned to White

Written on Friday, March 10th, 2006

It was 6:04. I had to teach a class at 6:30. I hadn’t eaten. And I forgot to bring dinner.

So I rushed out the front door of Petaluma Community Access, aiming for my car, so I could rush off to some fast food restaurant.

Then I stopped. Looked up.

Something wasn’t quite right.

That’s snow (yes, a meager sprinkling by most reasonable standards, but unexpected just the same) on Sonoma Mountain, as seen from the front door of my workplace.

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