C'est Moi

aside from spring and fall, there are the other two seasons of summer and winter of western europe to consider. nothing fills me more with awe than watching snow flurries whirl crazily to the ground. and my son's excited squeals of "snow snow!!! just like in the north pole!!!" doesn't do much to calm down the excited heart. the trees haven't fully shed their leaves yet, but the balder ones are the lucky bearers of the white frozen water.

we're rehearsing some christmas carols for this new choir-for-hire 8 of us decided to form as some kind of sideline here in belgium, and one of the songs is "i'm dreaming of a white christmas". the way the winter weather has come so early this year (after a late exodus of fall, thus making for a very short transition season), we just might NOT have to dream of a snowy yuletide season.

makes me want to buckle down and write my christmas cards already.

"just like the ones i used to know... where the treetops glisten and children listen to hear sleigh bells in the snow (i have yet to hear sleigh bells and a genuine HO HO HO!)"