The perfect Christmas is always white. At least for those of us who live in an area where snow is a phenomenon of regular occurrence. Of course the snow we’re yearning for isn’t of the wet, sloppy, annoying kind that makes your boots wet and miserable and make everybody inclined to hasten back indoors as soon as possible.
Instead the snow of our wildest Christmas dreams is of the variety that covers everything with a celestial gown consisting of countless billions of tiny frozen jewels, fit for reindeer sleighing late at night under a starry black winter sky. Continue reading “Dreaming of a White Christmas”