Just got back from Stormville, NY where I spent Christmas with my sisters celebrating my mom’s 75th birthday on Christmas Eve. We had a white Christmas Eve with the snow disappearing right around lunch time. Before it melted, I took a picture of the road outside my sister’s house. I like the way the road leads my eye to the mail box. I used to have this kind of mailbox growing up and still remember how much I loved to run down and check for holiday mail (cards, gifts, catalogs) in the weeks leading up to Christmas.