A dusting of snow

Woke up the day after Christmas to a white Sunday.
We thought we moved away from the snow but it followed us.

View from the back porch

 We decided on this house because it feels so private in the back in spite of the close naighbors.

The miniature magnolia tree and the neighborhood

I love that we have this magnolia that I always wanted but never had except in my parents yard in Damascus, Syria when I was growing up. good looks, good smell yum.