Every Christmas, the entire population of Portland engages in mass wishful thinking. This year, for the first time in maybe ever, our wish came true...
...it snowed!
Cozy as we were inside, the moment we saw the big flakes coming down, my sweetie and I knew there was only one thing to do. Scarves, gloves, hats, and two dogs on leashes later, we were outside basking in the wonderment. Here are Ginny and Inja, (aka Virginia Pearl and How Now, Brown Cow, aka Blondie and Brownie, aka the Most Wonderful Sweet Girls in the World) racing through the snowflakes.
Good thing we carped the diem, too, because a short while later, it was over. A couple of hours after that, all had melted...*sigh* But it was magical while it lasted. Thanks, Santa!
2 comments:
We have been here in Portland over 20 years and this is the first white Christmas that I can remember. Of course we live up on a mountain and our guests were a little freaked out about getting home.;)
We have had snow during the break but not on Christmas. The snow yesterday was beautiful also but that's enough snow for us.
Ray Sez,
"first time in 70 years"
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