We awoke Thursday morning to light snow coming down – it got heavier as morning progressed, but it was melting so that by early afternoon when the snow stopped, there was only a little still on the ground.
Thursday early evening found us toasting the day with some Sparkling Burgundy from Pleasant Valley Winery in the Finger Lakes region of New York state, where we had visited – in what seems like forever ago – on this trip. Then it was on to dinner with Jim, Sally and Sally's mother – a great time!
After dinner, Sally made arrangements for Clara and me to ride the great Carlsbad riverboat for "Christmas on the Pecos!" All the folks who live on the banks of the river decorate their back yards with all manner of light displays, ranging from videos showing on very large screens to the more traditional lights reading "Happy Holidays," and for some strange reason that I cannot get my head around, a large number of crosses . . . for Christmas . . . the birth of "the Christ-child" . . . crosses . . .
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