Maybe one that I can ever remember. And that's certainly not the expectation, a white Christmas. It's more often in the 60's here at Christmastime than snowy. But that's okay, it's Texas. Santa still makes his way through the clear skies and into the homes of little Texans all over the state.
But this year, this year they were predicting a chance of snow for today. Now, it is my personal belief that they just throw that in there to give us a tiny bit of hope.
I woke up this morning to clear skies, albeit a little gray with the absence of sunshine. I bundled up and headed North to Arbor Hills to run some trails with my trail runner cru.
We wove in and out of thickets of trees, up and down the hills, hopped over creeks trickling with what little rain we have had in recent weeks. We talked and laughed and just enjoyed ourselves. I haven't been running much lately - still coughing up a storm. So it was nice to take it easy and enjoy some trails and new scenery.
Towards the end of our second loop, Greg looked up and exclaimed, "Hey, there's Team K!" How he was able to recognize them from so far away, I don't know. But in fact, up under the pavilion stood Eric and Michelle, waving at us.
We eventually met up with them - they knew we were out there and stopped by on the way home from the gym, hoping to run into us. Success! And as we stood there, it began to snow. Real, honest to goodness snowflakes. On Christmas Eve! We stood in amazement and delight.
A Texas version of a white Christmas. And to think, everyone who slept in today missed it. We were all grateful to have witnessed the Great Snowfall of Dec '11!
Thanks for the photo Fiona!
My wish is that you experience a Christmas miracle of your own. Blessings to you and yours.