Colors are brighter against the pure white blanket that spreads as far as the eye can see. The houses become works of art, with their beautiful undisturbed snowy roofs. Aerials and chimneys become sculptures, taking on new forms.
Nobody attempts to try and drive their cars, as the roads are too treacherous. This adds to the eeriness and quietness. Snowmen creations appear on every corner. Lovingly made with cold, wet hands. There are fat ones, thin ones, wobbly ones, and tiny ones. But what always makes me sad is that it will all melt away, normality will resume. All that will be left is the grey, dirty slush and the memories of another rare day in the snow
Christmas is knocking on the door...
The Rockefeller Center Christmas Tree in New York City has been a symbol of the Holidays in the United States for the past eight decades. It is lit from the end of November to early January and sits on Rockefeller Center Plaza.
Night and day, New Yorkers and tourists come to take pictures in front of the tree to celebrate the end of the year. The streets close to the plaza are blocked off by police to allow the thousands of people to come in and out of the area. Each year, the tree lighting ceremony welcomes world renowned artists who perform before the lights go up.
With this in mind, I wish you all Happy Christmas & a happy New Year!
With love from Boston,