no snow

It's finally cold here, but America's high-five has yet to see any significant snowfall this season.

As I looked at my tree this morning while doing yoga, I pondered if it was my "snow" tree that did this.

Absurd. As if my tree decorating controlled the weather. I don't think so.

Bill scoffed at my thought (it was shared out loud) and I immediately did as well. But isn't it fun to think that the "butterfly effect" may have started by something you did or didn't do?

I'm sure the snow is coming. I am hoping for a white Christmas... It is the season for hope after all. And time to count your blessings instead of sheep.