White Christmas vs. Ash Tuesday

   A very good evening to you!

   As I walked out to get dinner tonight in a brisk, but not unpleasant, January evening I thought to myself "Ahh..what a nice night and what a beautiful place we live in!" And then I slipped on some black ice and nearly fell on my ass, jerking me back to reality.
   North facing sidewalks stay snowy, icy, and slippery long after the rest of the world has melted following a Colorado snowstorm. In this particular case, this was a leftover from the snowfall that started with a legit White Christmas.

   Yes, I know there are places in the state of California that do get snow and even do get snow on Christmas, but the places I lived (and where most Californians live) do not. In fact, our family back in southern California did have something falling from (or more accurately, blowing through) the sky on Christmas Day - the leftover ash from the horrendous wildfires that scorched the landscape several months back.

   So while we enjoyed the look of joy on our kids' faces as they inspected what Santa had left them we had as a backdrop the glorious sight of falling snowflakes.

   70 degrees and black lung or 25 degrees and pure snow..you make the call!