Several months ago, I promised the kids that we would go to a little town in the mountains called Julian. I told them that we might even see snow. We headed up to Julian today, but there was no snow. The high was 57 and it was very nice. They are known for their apples and apple pies. We stopped by their cemetery, walked the main street, checked-out lots of knick knacks, ate lunch at a Christian/cowboy diner, and bought an apple pie.
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