This song’s been run-running through my head since I woke up this morning. (And I’m still not tired of it.)
– The Sierra Nevada mountains are in Northern California.
– The Sierra Madre mountains are in Santa Barbara. And Mexico.
– The San Gabriel mountains are the ones outside my window.
– There’s a street and a city called Sierra Madre a few miles from here, in the San Gabriel mountain foothills, which is just confusing.
(P.S. – That’s Kyle in the Sierra Nevadas, on top of Mount Whitney.)
I can just imagine Huell up there in heaven, discovering little out-of-the-way gems, chatting with the salt of the earth.