White Christmas

When it comes to the kind of Christmas Bing Crosby was always dreaming of, we're batting .500. On this, our fourth holiday season on the road, we were treated to our second white Christmas!

We settled into our holiday spot in the DFW metroplex nearly two weeks ago. Mother Nature has treated us to pleasant temperatures and clear skies. We enjoyed one balmy evening catching up with friends Mike and Sandy of Phannie and Mae fame. But, as Christmas came closer the forecast changed. Reports of a possible very rare white Christmas had folks around here buzzing with excitement.

Shortly after we arrived home from Christmas Eve festivities with our dear friends Mary and Tracy and their family, we heard the rumble of distant thunder. In the wee hours of the morning, we were to treated to a very Spring-like thunderstorm. The very welcome rain continued through mid-morning. Then, things started to change. The gentle pitter-patter on our roof sounded different. It sounded frozen! Suddenly, the roof was silenced. A quick glance outside confirmed our diagnosis: A rare North Texas snow!

The storm was over by early evening, dumping an inch or two of the white stuff. It was just enough to bring a little cheer without making the roads too treacherous. (Though, traversing slightly icy streets is not a skill mastered by most North Texans!) By midday on this Feast of St. Stephen, the combination of sunny skies and near freezing temperatures have caused most of Mother Nature's Christmas decoration to disappear. What timing!

We wish all of our readers a wonderful Christmas week. We hope your holiday season is filled with rare and wonderful delights. Enjoying this rare White Christmas with special friends, ours certainly is!