People are going crazy in the shopping malls.
We're getting close to Christmas, but who cares?
Crappy creepy commercial Coca-Cola Christmas.
Santa Claus is coming with presents. I guess he won't get as far as the children in Africa, as usual. It's quite understandable. He's coming all the way from the North Pole.
This year, we're doing it differently. We just go up to the mountains for a 10-day skiing vacation.
No Christmas tree, except a picture to put on the wall.
Kids will get presents, don't worry. I don't need anything. I've got too much already.
I'm looking forward to the days on the slope. Cold days with white snow and the faint December sun. Great! This will probably be the best Christmas ever.
I'm preparing for Christmas; waxing my skis >:)
(The picture above is from my archives, taken last Christmas, on a beautiful day, with the low December sun burning between the birches.)
