SNOW at Christmas

The view out our front door this morning.

It NEVER happens - snow on Christmas is literally unheard of here. It's usually February before we even expect any but this morning we were greeted to a white yard.

After breakfast Scott and I took a walk by the river as the snow continued to fall from the sky.
By the time we got back to our car we were ready to be home and warm.

Scott is putting the finishing touches on a BIG pot of homemade chicken noodle soup and it's smelling DELICIOUS!

Scott and I near the Railroad Trestles on the River Walk