Somehow, you wouldn't think snowballs would be a huge issue here on the edge of the Anza-Borrego Desert in California, a nine-iron shot from the Mexican border.
You'd think that if there ever would be snow around here, late January would be the time. There were a few traces in the shadier parts of the woods and a nearby elevation sign did read, '6,000 feet', so it must happen sometime.
Maybe it's so rare that when it DOES happen, the locals can't resist.
But you'd also wonder if they'd even think of it if this sign didn't remind them.