I was rootin' around in my image files.

'Cause I got nothing to say here.

Back in the folders for the cold months, of course. Because there's talk we'll hit the hundred mark (Fahrenheit, of course. It just isn't much of a landmark in Celsius, you know.) this weekend. And spotted this shot.

Mind you, it's not a great shot. It may not even be a good shot, though I liked it at the time.

And there are plenty others that look much colder, would be more refreshing.

But it just struck me how much time I've spent this past week talking about that very spot there in the early morning's rays. Including the previous entry. And yet, there are other times when I've gone months without that mountain coming up in conversation at all.

Just seemed odd, that's all.

Listening to: Rose Cousins.