White Christmas

This year my corner of the world has a unique version of a white Christmas. The last two mornings we have enjoyed a frozen fog as thick and white as a dusting of snow. Looking out I was deceived momentarily but could see hard blue patches through the fog and realized that this white frosting was not snow but ice crystals.

Another snow-like phenomenon occurred as the sun and wind worked their magic. Ice crystals began to fall and drift, much as snowflakes. Ephemeral, fleeting, and a bit of an anachronism, the sky by now a cold blue bowl with icy flakes drifting about. A holiday treat to be sure.

A joyous Yule to all.