Snow on Christmas Eve

I spent the holidays in my childhood home. While my mom was baking and my dad was weighing down paper bags with kitty litter to use as luminaries in the evening, the snow started up. Seeing the storm outside our front door reminded me of all the times we spent out in the front yard after a blizzard, building snow forts and snow thrones and snowmen. It's always nice to be home this time of year.