I’ve had more than my share of white Christmases. They’re nice, if you can stay inside, by the fire, as the white stuff wafts gently down and covers the houses and the trees. After a snow, xmas lights, glowing through a blanket of white can be pretty.
So tonight, on my way back from The Mission, I spotted a massive tree in the park that had been draped with strings of light…glowing through the low laying fog.
If I’d had a camera, I would have taken a picture to share with you.