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It's really picture postcard perfect outside now, snow-covered trees under a dazzling blue sky. So pretty!

As long as you don't look at the roads, that is. At the end of the last snowy season, the caretakers in our house left a broom in the stairwell, for us to clean our shoes with. Within a week all the snow was gone, and the broom has been standing in a corner all through summer - until about a week before this snowy season took off! Now there is no more broom in the stairwell, and boy could we use one...

I spy with my little eye: a train, and a tram, actually moving through the snow. Gosh! Last night, after our annual Christmas party and humongous dinner at a famous fish restuarant, the tram home didn't break down until just a few stops from home. Hooray! And some trains are only 30min late, that's practically on time.

Now it feels like Christmas is over. Considering the rate at which my Mother is deteriorating, it might very well be all the Christmas I'll get this year. Oh well, that's life. At least the weather is pretty to look at.