Great perspective, Jim. Love that brilliant blue sky. As for the snow in Portland, this is the most in December since 1968. The airport has 14 inches at the official recording spot. Our neighborhood and downtown has that, too, I believe. It appears we'll finally be at 40 on Friday, but in the meantime we could get snow on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. Whew!
I do love the perspective on this Jim! Perfect!
Looking to the heavens at church, it's a good thing.
Up up we go. Hopefully anyway. LOL. MB
lifting my eyes right up to the heavens, as a church is built to do.Hope you have a great Christmas, Jim!
Whoa; got a little dizzy there for a minute! It's a beautiful photos
I beg your forgiveness for my cutting and pasting – yet constantly reworking – this comment, but there was no way on Earth I would be able to make it around the whole globe to wish everybody a Merry Christmas otherwise. You cannot know the pain it causes me to admit that I am a mere mortal (and that the magical elves on my staff have little respect for my authority or their salary packages. Consequently, the reindeer are all filthy and out of shape and the elves that have shown up for work all seem a little worse for wear, if you catch my drift. All they seem to do is sit around smoking, playing cards and telling dirty jokes! Rudolph is livid.Anyway, from myself, Henry and Ezra, have a Merry Christmas/Winter Solstice/Hanukkah/Festivus and a happy New Year!I hope that all of your holiday photos turn out to be triumphs, your stocking is stuffed full of lots of tasty treats and not coal and that all your gingerbread men/women come out smiling.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you and your family. Keep warm in the winter. :)
I'll bet it's lovely on the inside too.Nice shot!
It is an excellent image.Merry Christmas Jim.
Nice shot Jim and it brings back some good memories. Mrs. L.E. Griffith played the organ there for probably over 60 years. At home, a mother of eight children, Netsie would signal on Christmas morning that Santa had arrived by playing “Ring Out The Bells For Christmas” on the piano. All the kids would come running into the big living room where stockings were hung and a fire would be burning in the fireplace. It is a tradition that many of her descendents still carry on.
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