That's something I never thought I'd see here in Houston, so I never even bothered to dream about it!
It was very cool; Lori, Kirby and I were eating tapas with my parents at Mi Luna restaurant in Rice Village when the flakes started falling Christmas Eve, and the flurries continued throughout the evening. Here in Midtown, the snow didn't completely melt from lawns, rooftops and parking garages until well into Christmas morning.
It made for a truly memorable holiday; I doubt I'll ever see a Christmas snowfall in Houston again in my lifetime.
(Retroblogged on August 23, 2015. Houston has only seen a couple of snowfalls since, and certainly no more White Christmases.)
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