I had to go take that scam of a test called the “GRE” today in Reno, where it was 71 degrees. Now that I am back, cursing the red tape that is ETS, I am somewhat comforted by the reminder that here in South Lake, it can snow any month of year.
I love the days in Tahoe where it snows one day and then there’s blue sky the next.
After getting stuck in the snow for a minute (my car cannot drive through more than 1 1/2 feet of snow, even with chains), Kari Jo and I went snowshoeing on one such day, determined to find Fallen Leaf Lake.