So nice to see the sky in your neck of the woods through your eyes. LA's blue is crowded out most of the time by buildings and haze; except when it's overcast, like someone turned off the film projector. A couple of weeks in January the city bawls her eyes out without caring who sees, and after the rains her skies are clear and her clouds magnificent. When the fires are especially bad, it's sunrise-golden all day long.
So nice to see the sky in your neck of the woods through your eyes. LA's blue is crowded out most of the time by buildings and haze; except when it's overcast, like someone turned off the film projector. A couple of weeks in January the city bawls her eyes out without caring who sees, and after the rains her skies are clear and her clouds magnificent. When the fires are especially bad, it's sunrise-golden all day long.