The last few days I've been out in a t-shirt and long-sleeved shirt over that...except when it's been raining. +5 C or better and nary a snowflake to be seen
in the lower elevations...
I kinda miss those pre-dawn Winter mornings,when there's a hush and stillness,as if the Earth still sleeps,and it's just you and the snow shovel...
Your frozen breath hangs in the air,and the street lights shimmer with a crystal clarity not found at any other time of the year.
Down the road a dog barks,and the sound carries through the clear and icy air...The smell of woodsmoke curling from the chimneys carry with it childhood memories:the warmth of apple-cinnamon porridge with the dab of butter melting into the brown sugar... sigh...
Merry Christmas everyone,Peace to you and your House!