Muffins and Loaves

Light and fluffy, easily moved. Dressed up the trees and shrubs beautifully.

Mr. M started singing his favorite Christmas song this morning upon seeing the new blanket of freshness. It went like this: I'm dreaming of a white Christmas...just like the one we have ev'ry f....g year. Made me laugh.

I saw an awesome sight when my eyes opened right at dawn. Out the window facing east, hundreds of crows were flying away from the sunrise, cawing very very loudly, as if they were fleeing some apocalypse. They weren't, fortunately, just doing the reverse of what they do at sunset.