Yesterday we did our annual ski patrol Christmas. Rain at the pass level had been predicted but Ma Nature treated us to cold sunshine. Pole planting on moguls proved a bit much stress on my wrist (and out of shape thighs) so the remainder of my day was spent on the groomed trails and enjoying potluck goodies with good friends.
Today I awoke to snow on the ground and snowing hard. The dogs and I took a joyful scooter run out for the Sunday paper. I have a fire going. The tree lights are on. A good book and cushy chair await.
Happy Holidays to all.