::trumpets flourish in the background::
And with that, my first post from the frozen north begins.
What can I say... it's pretty up here. Miles upon miles of snow. It's at least six inches deep everywhere in this neigborhood, covering everything. It glistens, it looks great on roofs, it's lights up in the coolest ways when it covers bushes wrapped in Christmas lights.
It's like one of those little cozy houses blanketed in snow, then wrapped inside a frozen bubble and showered with glitter. Shaking one of those was like the feeling I got on a walk through the neighborhood after dark.
It's 15 degrees Fahrenheit here in northern Indiana, your breath hangs in the air, and ice has slickened all the roads. A quick Wal-Mart run for last minute Christmas presents (don't ask) turned into a foggy night affair like a scene from Batman Returns.
The drive up from Texas went smoothly. I was amused sitting in the car out front of the hotel, to see a long-bed pick-up heading up an icy slope. It started well, and then as easily as a kid on a playground slide, the truck fell back down, trying to brake. The driver nonchalantly turned into a driveway and took another route. They get so used to ice in a way they just don't have to in Texas.
So this Christmas truly has been a white one, the kind Bing Crosby used to sing about.
And about those snow globes.... I was trying to express a mental image above, but seriousness must give way sooner or later to comical Flash applets. For pure randomness (and for being the number one Google find for "snow globes") I present this random holiday link.
Continued best wishes this holiday season. :-)
What can I say... it's pretty up here. Miles upon miles of snow. It's at least six inches deep everywhere in this neigborhood, covering everything. It glistens, it looks great on roofs, it's lights up in the coolest ways when it covers bushes wrapped in Christmas lights.
It's like one of those little cozy houses blanketed in snow, then wrapped inside a frozen bubble and showered with glitter. Shaking one of those was like the feeling I got on a walk through the neighborhood after dark.
It's 15 degrees Fahrenheit here in northern Indiana, your breath hangs in the air, and ice has slickened all the roads. A quick Wal-Mart run for last minute Christmas presents (don't ask) turned into a foggy night affair like a scene from Batman Returns.
The drive up from Texas went smoothly. I was amused sitting in the car out front of the hotel, to see a long-bed pick-up heading up an icy slope. It started well, and then as easily as a kid on a playground slide, the truck fell back down, trying to brake. The driver nonchalantly turned into a driveway and took another route. They get so used to ice in a way they just don't have to in Texas.
So this Christmas truly has been a white one, the kind Bing Crosby used to sing about.
And about those snow globes.... I was trying to express a mental image above, but seriousness must give way sooner or later to comical Flash applets. For pure randomness (and for being the number one Google find for "snow globes") I present this random holiday link.
Continued best wishes this holiday season. :-)
