"The sun is shining, the grass is green(ish), the orange and palm trees sway. There's never been such a day in Beverly Hills L.A. But it's December the 24th, and I'm longing to be up North. I'm dreaming of a white Christmas....."
It's a little known fact that Irving Berlin's Christmas classic begins with this verse. With just a few modifications these words could apply to our little family. We took a jaunt to the beach today, December 21st, Winter Solstice, the darkest, coldest day of the year. It was a balmy 80º and while the locals thought we were crazy for hitting the beach in December, we Northerner's thought it was quite warm. We literally had the beach to ourselves.
Ben's "Sand Angel"
So, "Merry Christmas, Y'all", as we've learned to say. We hope you have a beautiful Christmas. We're learning to adjust to this sub-tropical climate we've been crazy enough to re-locate to. At least with sand there's no need to shovel. Whether you have sand or snow, "...may all your Christmases be white."