It's that time of year...

 

The view out of the front window shows me everything is covered by a fluffy blanket of snow.  Even the branches on the trees hold up their offerings, showing winter’s arrival. 

The neighbor’s house sparkles with Christmas lights and festive lawn animals, all in frozen place.  I can see the smoke rising from their chimney.  Hopefully that will be long gone before Santa attempts his entrance.

My neighborhood is presently a Christmas card. In the distance I can hear caroling and it makes me want to make hot chocolate.  I should fix enough so I can offer it to the carolers when they reach my house.  They must be cold.