Peak of peeks

Recently my stats have shown me improbable peaks from many countries. Portugal! Azerbaijan! Turkmenistan! Romania! and glimpses from Russia, France, Great Britain (a name hated by my Scottish co-grandma, who prefers "United Kingdom", much as she quibbles with United, because at least there is no privileging of Britain), Germany, and, the Czech Republic. If perhaps not improbable, these are certainly unexpected. Not that I'm not delighted to see such visits, because I love the notion that this blog has a broad appeal to a narrow selection of people who live all over. Also an opportunity to use my favorite figure of speech, litotes.

Winter mountains, SoCal

Snow on the Rockies, from 35,000 ft

Snow on Mount Baldy, and how it got there

New snow on the San Gabriels

Good morning Romania!

Swimming through concrete or limestone needs no words.

Note my pink-laced shoe peeking into the shot as I work to get the entire word into the frame.

Bit of a cheat here:  this is actually ENTREE, but the tape has worn off the first two letters.

Good advice in any language.

Hello Romania! In the last two days someone in Romania--maybe even several someones--has looked through this blog. A lot. Many times! Hello, hello! Welcome! (Now I have used up my month's quota of exclamation points.) I do appreciate your visits. If you like, leave me a comment or two so I know who you are. It's always good to make friendly contact across time and space.