Christmas is at the doorstep, knocking to get in. We've heard it. As we open the door, we see it too. The Hope area was blanketed this past week with the first magical snowfall of the season. Snow is always different before Christmas. It feels different, it smells different, it looks different.
...You don't believe me? Just wait until a February snow then come back and re-read this blog post...
Lights are starting to adorn people's houses. And people themselves are happier in general. There is something in the air.
"For unto us a child is born; For unto us a son is given"
Somebody please get up and answer the door. I hear someone knocking.
-- Reid
