Beating the blizzards.....

The tree is indeed stunning, but unfortunately, it is not mine. But it is a family tree, so maybe I can pretend. My sister is immensely artistic! We are back in the mountains for Christmas, and thankfully, arrived before the blizzard closed the airports here on the next day, followed by the blizzard closing airports at home. Just as well, because we may well have never left at all if we had tried to leave later. And remind me to tell you about having special assistance when flying. A new experience altogether for me. We will not even begin to contemplate getting back at this point, because tomorrow is another day, and I refuse to think about it.

So I am here.......
And we got here just before the snow started falling. It did not stop. However, the village has many snow removal techniques. Just check out the large one at the end of the road.

And lorries with wooden sides added to cart away snow. They did not stop, and you know what? The roads were never blocked. Life did not stop for a second here.

This was very important because the World Cup Ski Jumping happened over the weekend, and thousands come. They need roads to be clear. And they were. The men worked round the clock. Unbelievable organisation. See the ski jump there on the mountain?
And the jumper sitting on the bench before launching himself down the ramp. Believe me, they are all certifiable. That is one seriously high ski jump.

See him flying? Crazy. Excuse the street light. I was concentrating on the man in the air.

So here we are for Christmas. And the meltdown yesterday was because it was not my kitchen, Marge was at work and the world fell apart. But that was yesterday. The house is wonderfully warm as well.
Lots of white stuff around. But it is colder back home at the moment. And for the second time in my life, I will have none of my children with me for Christmas. But there is always next year, isn't there.......

I am now off to dip the biscuits in chocolate.

PS....... tomorrow I will show you how to decorate a house for Christmas a la Marge. You have never seen anything like it.......