December was the driest on record. No "White Christmas" for us. I actually love snow, but as soon as Christmas is over, I'm done with the white mess.
I knew sometime in the middle of the night that it had arrived. I woke up and my bedroom was brighter than it should have been. When it snows, the street light reflects off the snow and really lights up our room. I buried my head under the covers, looking for the dark.
Who knows? Maybe in July I will look back at this picture and appreciate the water I am keeping my lawn alive with. For now, I think I'll turn on the fire and pull out my calendar to see how many days there are until Spring.
Saturday, January 07, 2012
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