Happy December!
I was just commenting that for me, it doesn't seem like Christmas without snow.
December seems to sneak up on me when the ground is still brown and the grass remains green. Pansies having recently been planted in our village really throws me off.
I'm not sure what I'll do if we ever get moved to San Diego or Texas where the sun is still shining.
That doesn't necessarily mean I miss the snow.
I just think that after living most of my life in a state that snow is a definite, I am programmed to associate snow and the holidays. It is pretty. I just prefer not to drive in it, or shovel it or scrape windows.
I'm happy for two little guys who are eager and excited to get out and shovel the {less than one inch} trace of snow we received last night.
I'm sure it would be a different story if we were in Alaska and shoveling was a chore.
A really different story.
It's never a question of if it is going to snow in Alaska, but how much snow are we going to get.
In Kansas and here in Germany, there are winters where there is snow and others {last year for us} that not a flake falls. It's a dark yet mild winter in Deutschland.
Rain just doesn't trigger the thought that I better get out and start shopping or baking.
Maybe now, I'll get into the holiday spirit.
This is the view we woke up to this morning.
These scenic pictures were not changed to black and white. At 9:00am, my camera on auto needed the flash to get enough light. If you look closely, you can see the brown or the green on the fir.
It is the grey of Germany.
The grey of winter.
Happy December!
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