Sometimes it's surreal.
Sometimes it is just as it is expected to be, as in taking place in snowy, cold places.
All the time pine trees are in the living room and palm trees are wafting in the balmy breeze without.
I've done Christmas in snow, and I've done it amongst palm trees.
I'll take palm trees, and anybody who disagrees is someone with whom I would not trust my cat.
But either way, Santa always wears his red velvet, and sports that maintenance heavy white beard--
Which makes Christmas anywhere a very special time of year indeed.
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