Our first non-white Christmas since movinghere, and everyone I know is joyful about it! Global warming be damned, we've had a major ice or snow storm for our early Christmas party (the first Sunday in December) for at least 5 years now. It never seemed to stop anyone, but everyone was grateful to be able to make the 22 steps from the street to my front door, and back out after awhile of making merry, without having to worry about life and limb! Do not miss it, at all. I know it will come and get me, but the past few years have shown record snows, ice, and cold, so a late winter makes me feel like dancing.