A white Christmas.

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A light snow, maybe two, perhaps three, inches.  Invited to a Christmas day, I had hoped to be out about now.  And I would have, save for a bit of snow removal needed.  The shop broom seems to be doing the job, and quickly.  I did the first, and heavier, half in one shot.  But I needed a break.  After that, a shower.  It's as good as I can do.  I am actually impressed how far I went before needing a break.  I wanted one, several times, but a quick check and I found more wind, so just kept going.

Worth it.  I do enjoy when Christmas is white.  And this is just about as good, and light, of a snow to claim a truly white Christmas.  I hope you all are enjoying the celebration, more so if you remember the cause for it.  Grump if you must, I do understand.  But when you can, set that aside and enjoy.

Merry Christmas.