in the wake of Christmas

We descend from the sunshine through the clouds and back into the rain It seems it hasn't stopped since we left, except to snow for a while. The following day we decide to visit the upside of a soggy winter: a snowy mountain. The roads are treacherous so we stop as soon as what is falling from the sky is white, light and fluffy(as opposed to wet, wet, and more wet). Tula the dog has never seen snow before and performs some magic, acting first as a sled dog pulling me along on my skis, and then as a snow dolphin swimming through the deep fluffy powder that is piled around us. The trees bend under the weight, and we glide through a magical wonderland. The drive back is even worse, but we arrive home in one piece, then abandon the snoozing dog for a pizza parlor and a movie (Juno) at on of our favorite independent theatres. Its good to be back.