Weather people said there would be no snow in La Grande, Oregon for Christmas.
As we began our ascent of Mt. Emily, wet snow hit the car window and soon became white and flaky. When we reached the top, Judy (my sister) and Roger (her husband) wondered if there would be snow on the ground at their home.
Indeed there was snow, and this is what I awoke to on Monday morning. I grabbed the camera before I even got out of bed for
a little lacy window fun and
a footnote to prove, I guess to myself, that I was there. What fun we had!
More to come . . .
I'm a little creaky getting back to the blog.
