And this is why you don't wear flip flops in Utah in December

We made it through the lottery for tickets for the Christmas program. Way worth braving the winter storm on the way home. On the right is the nativity floating on the reflection pond before the temple. On the way back to the car, I grabbed a quick shot of the Beehive House. It was bitterly cold w/a bit of wind to whip up the snow. Brrrr. The boys were STARVING (well, so was I), so we ended up going to Hires (a local favorite) for a burger, getting home at midnight. I feel that Christmas is officially right around the corner--nothing like going to Temple Square shoulder to shoulder w/others looking at the twinkling lights, oohing and aahing, hearing the beautiful music to put one in the season's mood, plus a little white on the ground doesn't hurt either.