In the Texas hill country, snow is usually nonexistent and that’s the way I like it having moved from Colorado, my snowy home for 20 years. I don’t miss driving in it or shoveling it or slipping down on it.
But I do miss the tranquility of large flakes flitting, blanketing neighborhoods in cool blues. Then there’s that Gilmore Girl breathable cold sweetness right before a snow. Or red cheeked returning sledders, huddling hot chocolate.
So I wanted to try painting snow. Oh what fun on a sunny 70 degree Texas day.
Merry Christmas Eve from the Texas Hill Country!!!
Christmas, the “sweetest” time in memory of old.