"The nicest thing about the rain is that it always stops.
Eventually." -A.A. Milne
I trust everyone had a lovely Christmas~ I know I did. It was jolly and warm and cozy, and everything Christmas should be--except, without the snow. No white Christmas, no midnight snowy walks, no glittering avenues...but being a North-westerner, that was no surprise. It rains here. A lot.
And rains.
And rains.
And rains.
And rains.
...and shines for a good part of the year, enough for us to recover from our drowned state, then
rains again.
..You would think I must hate it, but I don't. Rain is refreshing, even as much as I see it, and though I am not a fan of floods and water damage and all that yucky stuff that comes with excess rain, I don't pout about it. I guess I'm just used to it.
The photos above ^ were taken Christmas Day, during a break in the weather. See how dry and..Fall-ish everything looks? A 'green Christmas' isn't terribly romantic; one of my dreams is to go sleigh riding some Christmas "over the river and through the woods."
How is the weather in your corner of the world? And what did you get for Christmas?
Just because I like to know, which is just because I'm weird like that. =D