In the earlier post I said the sun was out and in a couple of hours, the snow would be mud; that we wouldn’t have a white Christmas. I based that prediction, at least in part, on the weather forecast. I’ve told you about our weather guy before — not bad to look at, but hasn’t a clue about our weather. So, here’s what’s happened. I went downtown to interview some witnesses. When I came out of the police station, it started to snow. Two hours later, it’s still snowing. I made poor Chase sit in the snow while I took photos. Long suffering dog!
The sun could still come out, turn everything to mud, it will freeze tonight, and tomorrow will be treacherous without the beauty of the snow. We’re not going to think that way — we’re dreaming of a white Christmas.
