Let me take you back in time for this post. Hop back to a week ago in Los Angeles on the 6th of November. The day before my birthday, I was stationed at the work bench in a garage next to my friend Mariel(The Petite Parlor). We were making masks listening to good old Jack Johnson while laughing about boys ( yes, we are teenagers). Outside, there was thunderous torrential rainfall. The air was nippy and fresh smelling just how winter in CA should be. But suddenly, the rain-on-roof sound turned into a pinging hard sound. Wait, it wasn't rain! It was hail!!
Logically, the first thing that Mariel and I thought to do was run out into the pelting pellets of ice. Smart? not so much. Memorable? Very. It was a wonderfully foolish thing to experience. I loved it!
Mariel enjoyed the extraordinary cold air, which is a miracle in itself in California.
My feet :)
I had to share this amazing happenstance with everybody because it was just to beautiful to keep to myself. I mean, this is the closest we get to snow in Los Angeles, and it was so cool!
I wish beautiful experiences for you to this holiday season!
All my wonder-fied enthusiasm, The Bursty Blogger.
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