The mountain ranges where I live, even though an hours drive away, are usually obscured by smog. Most of the time I forget they are even there. But sometimes, on a clear day, after a good rain or a brisk wind, they show up like a good friend that has been there all along. And sometimes in the winter, when they are capped with snow, they are majestic. Today was one of those days and I had to share.
|View from Signal Hill|
|View from the 2nd Street Bridge|