No one dreams of a beige Christmas

Snow crept up on us Tuesday night
Our first snow fall of the season snuck up on us last Tuesday....more than 18"! (Hard to believe the "official" start of winter is still over a week away.) Something about the snow kick-started my holiday spirit and inspired me to invite everyone over for an early holiday dinner (more on this later) and start ticking off gifts from my holiday shopping list. I was buzzing around like an Elf on Red Bull!
Wednesday morning we awoke to heaps of snow
One of my favorite things about living in Vermont is that you can pretty much always count on a White Christmas. I don't think Bing Crosby was a Vermonter, but he'd fit right in here. So I was shocked and dismayed this morning to wake up to a beige landscape. A warm front crept in, bringing with it 36 degree temperatures and heaps of rain. Our winter wonderland was reduced to mud puddle.
I know it sounds silly, but I will be so disappointed if we don't get another dumping of snow before the holiday. I want my White Christmas! That I care so much is proof I am beginning to acclimate to my Vermont environs.

In the past year, I have learned to appreciate the magic of snow. It forces us to slow down and enjoy the beauty around us. It reminds us, no matter how much we try, there are many things in life we simply can't control. And it proves that despite our lofty ambitions and intentions to change the world, there is something much larger than any of us at work here. Nature is mysterious and powerful.

Twelve days and counting until the main event. Until then, I'll be dreaming of a White Christmas....

UPDATE: 12/14... we're buried in snow! Yay! What should I wish for next?

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