The blizzard that hit here last Thursday seemed to put every ones' holiday plans on hold while all the interstates and turnpikes shut down. There was a lot of grumbling about the inconvenience, but I couldn't help but get a little giddy. It's not often (if ever) we actually get to have a White Christmas.

I took this picture as Chris and I were flying down the turnpike to my parents house on Sunday. The roads were mostly cleared, but the snow is still around. I love how a blanket of snow can completely change a landscape. A field we pass by thousands of times suddenly seems new. Appropriate because the New Year is upon us.

So, we had to have Christmas with the family a little later. Postponement didn't make the Christmas dinner of oysters and shrimp taste any different or the time shared with loved ones any less special.

Happy Love Thursday!