And it reminds me of why I didn’t want to move to Florida. High in the low seventies, lows in the low sixties, low humidity, gorgeous views of the Santa Monica mountains wrapping around the bay to the north. Unlike the unremitting flatness of the Sunshine State, there’s actual relief here, with houses nestled on hillsides, and snow still on the highest peaks of the San Gabriels and San Bernardinos.

Too bad the government sux so much.