We got a call from my brother Joel last night saying he is considering coming to Nashville for Christmas. That leaves dad to celebrate by himself unless my sister and her girls get over there somehow. Here is what He gets to look at though:
This is the view facing south from the patio door in the kitchen.
The next one is a little more southeast, here you can see the swing set dad built for us as kids. I used to love how tall it is, we could swing so high.
The next shot is from the garage facing North. Joel’s truck in the midst of drifting snow.
Why would you leave a white Christmas? I’m envious.