This is the front of my house on Christmas morning. Nobody in Alvin, Texas, can remember the last white Christmas here. Maybe there's never been one. I've lived in Texas all my life, and this is the first white Christmas I can remember. I suppose we only care about things like that because of Irving Berlin and Bing Crosby, but it's still kind of neat.
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That's beautiful, Bill. We have snow on the ground, too, but I have to admit, you have us beat.
Merry Christmas.
Bill,
Its a like a Christmas dream come true. It reminds me of my youth in Conn and New York.
Its clear, warm (72) and calm in sunny California. Shorts and skateboard shirts!
Wishing you all the best.
Merry Christmas
Time to get out your snow shovel and your skis, Bill!
That picture looks like a post card. You could make prints and sell them to your snow-challenged friends who live in warmer climates than Texas.
(Isn't this how that movie THE DAY AFTER TOMORROW started? Snow in Texas, leading to another ice age? Let's hope not.)
Merry Christmas!
Terrill
I'm less surprised by the snow than I am the giant fir tree in your front yard. What's that doing there? And where are the longhorn horns over the front door?
In my seven years in Virginia we had only two white Christmases. In New York we had one every year.
Hope you had a happy holiday.
Naw, you faked that picture. Up here in Seattle it has rained all day. Since we do presents on Christmas eve we went to the movies this afternoon. Saw Audrey Tautou in A Very Long Engagement from a novel by Sebastien Japrisot. Wonderful film.
That "giant fir tree" is a magnolia. It just looks firry because of the snow.
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