I don’t know if I’ve ever shared but I LOVE white trees.  I’m not talking snow-laden trees I’m talking frozen, white trees.  I love them.  White trees were the first thing I remembering seeing that was truly “winter” on my drive up moving here.  They are gorgeous.  They are peaceful.  They make me calm.

Well, this morning we have white trees.  I can’t say I always love the weather that comes with white trees but I love the trees.  (And, in case you’re wondering a white tree is a tree that all the branches, twigs, and sticks are encased in frost — they’re frozen.)

Lucky for me there aren’t any white trees out my office window.  If there were I probably wouldn’t get any work done.