...that Christmas was white this morning instead of the golden but ubiquitous brown of the
Kansas prairie in winter. Our White Christmas came a week ago in the form of 5 inches of heavy wet snow that melted within a day of it's arrival. However fleeting, it made for a glorious morning while it was present. How I getting out onto the pristine earth after a snowfall; the feeling of solitude and rebirth in a hushed landscape.