60 degrees F. and picking oranges and tangerines on Christmas . . . nature’s own Christmas ornaments--priceless. True . . . it was raining and the in-laws were complaining . . . yet it still beats the snow in Ohio. Celebrating a New York New Year’s Eve at 9 pm. with the Voegeli clan and getting home before 10:15 with kids in bed before 11--priceless. True . . . the champagne was gone and we had to endure the sight of Bill and Hillary "dancing" in Times Square. But the liquor store is still open . . . and Michelle and Barack--though equally liberal--are at least less puke inducing. Happy New Year all!
Yes, snow in Ohio and ice - when snow blankets thickly it becomes like an imperative for a quiet life. God throws it down and says, "Thou shalt not gad about!" Then we thank Him for books and the Internet and sometimes even for one another.
Happy New Year, Julie, and to all.
I miss Ohio's snow. Florida is too warm. The oranges are nice, though.