Missing the Magic

For me, part of the magic of Christmas has always been having snow.  And for the past 25 years of living in Oregon, the White Christmases have been RARE.   As much as I love living in this beautiful part of the world, when Christmastime rolls arounds, part of my heart pines for nonexistent snow.

This year in particular, I seem to be thinking more of Christmases Past, when the magic was turned on by a dusting from heaven.  It seems more difficult to recapture the magic of the season somehow.

I spent my childhood in Utah and Kansas and Wyoming and Idaho.  I grew up knowing firsthand the charms of the snow.  I know it comes with headaches, too.  But that doesn't prevent me from dreamin' of , well, you know....