Winter weekend

Of all the (many) things I love about living in the Bay Area, one of the ones I think is the coolest is that, with nothing more than a car and a few friends and the right clothes, in a weekend you can go from this:

To this:

(And, bonus: there's this!)

Such a gorgeous weekend in Norcal.

Also, though, the very brief time I was exposed to thirty-something-degree weather with wind assaulting one's bare face made me extremely grateful I don't live in the snow, because I'd be too much of a wimp to handle it.  Mountains close enough to visit are the perfect solution, and then you can escape back to your sunny, spring-y warmer climes.