Another Wednesday sunset

I take these pictures of the endlessly fascinating (to me, anyway!) San Jacinto while standing, usually in socks but occasionally barefoot, on the cement patio table on my parents' porch. Today, although it was a bit hazy, was the first time we'd been able to see the entire mountain in about three days, and it was glorious in the snow that had been falling while the clouds lingered around the summit.

You'd think that after four winters here, even though I head back to the Midwest between each, I would be used to the desert. But I still just can't get over it.