Last year, my sister and husband flocked to Europe to deck the halls and ring in the new year. One of the stops on their amazing journey was Switzerland; Luzern, to be exact. When I saw the pictures, I was in awe over how picturesque and beautiful the landscape was. This indeed was the definition of Christmas - at least in landscape. In fact, if you looked it up in a dictionary, you would find a picture of Luzern! The quaint streets were draped with fresh snow and mom and pop shops flickered with soft lights only making them seem more cozy and inviting. If Santa resided in a region outside of the North Pole (because we all know he really exists), then he would be living in the mountains of Switzerland! Yes, along with the Ricola yodelers and the Winter Warlock.
Even when I spent a snowy weekend in Vermont, it was as though I stepped into a Norman Rockwell painting. The bed and breakfast and small red (yes, red!) snow covered bridge only added to its charm. Of course, the homemade pancakes and local maple syrup also helped in the charm department! Yet,
there's something comforting about snow at Christmastime. Of course, this year we seemed to have it at Halloween, but I am still holding out hope for flakes if only to make the season brighter and, ironically, warmer.
So, dust off your sleigh and bring out your mittens because it might just happen. If you live in a warm climate, you probably don't miss this anyway. If you do, just plug away at these pics.
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