This morning I remembered Christmases and the Green in Vermont on cold, snowy mornings when I was a boy. I tried to remember Christmas times as wonderful as those, but I couldn't. Every Christmas I have celebrated has been wonderful, but none as wonderful as those. Nice thoughts on a magical morning.
These are pictures of the last two mornings. Yesterday's was just about sunrise (8:06) on a clear day. Today's was about 7:30 on a cloudy, snowy morning. I had to shovel a little path and clear off the feeding platforms for the arrival of my chickadees.