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Portland, Walks with the dogs

Holidaze

12.26.07 | Comment?

After a traditional Christmas breakfast I took the dogs on the traditional Christmas Day walk.  I wondered that it felt so cold and abruptly we were in the middle of thick, heavy snow.  This felt like the kind of snow fall you get high up in the Alps, where sitting in the chairlift leaves you with a lap of snow to brush off once you get to the top.  As we walked back home we passed houses whose occupants had actually come out front to cheer on the white Christmas.

It was all gone in a few hours.  I hope those same folks didn’t then gather on their lawns to cry and mourn its disappearance.  Anyway it made for a nice backdrop once we returned home and Mrs The Fyd and I opened presents.

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