Sometimes a snowy christmas feels like a little christmas gift from someone up there. Or something like that. People just seem to get really happy by being surrounded by white, cold fluff, myself included.
This year, the weather on the 24th couldn't have been better. I'm talking sun, blue skies, layers and layers of crispy white snow, enough of it to make you feel as if it was just there for you and yours only. It looked something like this:
I finally got what all those frosty plastic apples in the stores are supposed to be!