Every handful of minutes, the wind visits the alders and maples and evergreens surrounding our house and sends a shower of white billowing about. Inside this globe, I sit in front of the woodstove and watch the orange glow on the other side of the tempered glass. The sounds of David Lanz's Christmas CD fills the house. To my left, our 15-foot Christmas tree towers. If I had my druthers, the massive fir would be draped head to toe in white lights; for the pleasure of my children, I opted for the green, red, blue and yellow variety.
Happy first day of winter! Here’s a memory from a few years back. I’m hoping for more of the same this year.
I am living in a snow globe.
Every handful of minutes, the wind visits the alders and maples and evergreens surrounding our house
It’s heeeeerrrrreeee! I’ve been waiting all day for the blizzard that just made its appearance. And according to my friend, Cathy, our storm tonight has the potential for “thunder snow,” whatever that means. I think it means
We’re snowed in. Really and truly. We don’t have feet and feet of snow, but we have plenty enough that we can’t make it up our driveway. So today, I decided very spontaneously to make our Thanksgiving dinner. I had every last thing