"In the meadow we can build a snowman, then pretend that he is Parson Brown."
-- Felix Bernard,
-- Felix Bernard,
"Winter Wonderland," 1934
No, that's not Parson Brown above. He's actually not even snow. (He's plastic.) But he is surrounded by real snow. It snowed here Christmas Eve!
After all those years of yearning for a white Christmas, we finally got one here in north Texas. In fact, it was the first white Christmas here since 1926! We awoke Christmas morning to a beautiful white wonderland as pretty as a picture postcard.
The snow covered the flowerbeds like fluffy white down.
It even covered the rabbits on the front porch. They think you won't see them if they hold perfectly still.
After opening their presents Christmas morning, the boys had some wild fun throwing snowballs and sliding down our little hill.
But sooner or later, cold noses and frosty fingers mean it's time to come inside.
Would anyone like some hot chocolate?
