Christmas 2009

Today began with sogginess reminiscent of Castaway Christmas, one of my favorite seasonal books. A sudden, drying cold turned puddles to ice in the afternoon and lined the pavement with powder as sprinkles turned to snowflakes. Wind-gathered, they snaked in shear scarves across the road as we drove half a mile to Grandma's house. Individual crystals lay in unthawed perfection on the dashboard.