Where’s the snow?! Where are the giant snowdrifts that pile up against the windows? Or even the tiny little flakes that float lazily down to rest on unsuspecting noses?
… okay, this IS the middle of the West Coast, so I shouldn’t be expecting snow. Still–I’m sitting by the window (in the SUN, mind you) and I’m going to move really soon because my back is heating up and it’s got to be at least 60 degrees out there.
Mm, never mind, the thermometer’s saying fifty-four. Must be the wind-chill.
Well, even if it’s not looking like Christmas outside, it sure looks cozy inside. Our Christmas tree’s all set up–the poor thing, we left outside in the yard for a week after we bought it. But now we’ve supplied it with fresh water, lights, ornaments, and an angel. Our stockings are hung by the fireplace, just below the Nativity. The wreath on our front door blocks almost the entire view of the peephole, so a common phrase often heard after someone has knocked is: “I don’t know who it is! There’s a forest in the way!”
Also, I really like peppermint bark.
Pictures to come soon–wishing y’all a Merry Christmas, if I don’t post before then.
Remember the Reason,
~Ibby