Merry Christmas; snowing; well below freezing: raising a great crop of icicles.
but nothing is like my child hood Christmases...
we had a large family, not too many presents but the best thing was always a new transistor radio...usually we'd always get new slippers...maybe a brush and mirror set....
but we had a beautiful tree with a manger scene under it...lots of singing...lots of baking it seemed....WALNUTS were a sure sign of Christmas...we had midnight mass after a very festive Christmas Eve with all the aunts and uncles and all the cousins...every year it seemed my fun Aunt Pat would buy a gift for all the kids....I can still hear the noise in that small house when she bought little plastic machine guns for the boys....lol
but the past is the past....I guess what we strive for it to pass on some tradition to our younger generations....and we hope and pray that they'll have happy Christmases as well...
Icicles are pretty though.