What is it about waking up to view everything covered with a fresh coating of snow on Christmas morning? Perhaps, it's years of social conditioning from various sources that have given me this western perspective that there must be snow on Christmas. In my mind, Christmas and snow go together like cake and frosting even though 90 percent of the people who celebrate it never, ever experience one.This year, the "White Christmas" scenario played out almost perfectly here at my home in west-central Indiana. Frantically, we did our last-minute, Christmas Eve shopping yesterday. And almost on cue, snow began to fall when we got home to wrap our gifts to lay under the tree. The front room window view looked almost like a turn-of-the-century Christmas postcard with snowflakes magically falling and adding a white canopy to everything they collectively touched. It continued to fall through the night. And by morning, the winter storm had relented after dumping about 2 inches of snow on us. Not too much...not too little....
I'm going to enjoy every minute of this wintry spectacle so long as the calendar says it's Christmas. But tomorrow is Dec 26th...and the official countdown to the vernal equinox begins.
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