A Late Christmas Gift to You
Christmas morning dawned bright and clear
It was also in the mid to upper 40s.
Not a day suitable for snow.
This morning I awoke to find it snowing.
A late Christmas present, if you will.
As I know that I have a few readers
who are obsessed with the white stuff,
I thought that I would share this late gift.
Fat, wet snow flakes fall.
The garden gains winter interest.
"My" barn is back in there, somewhere.
Minx was determined to go outside,
so I finally let him.
Notice how he kept close to the house.
A few snowflakes fell on his head
and then he bolted back to the door.
Hope you enjoyed your brief glimpse of winter.