I should have taken a picture of the house at night when we arrived. The next day (Saturday) was so warm, all the snow melted, and the next day, the temperature dropped to the 20s. It did snow a few times throughout the day, but nothing stayed on the ground. No white Christmas after all.
On Friday night, we stopped to look at the house and say hello to the landlord. She is a little old southern lady who is busy as a bee. She and her husband were at a neighbor's party, so we stopped in to say hello. The neighbor was also an older couple (70s) who had never had children. The lady is a Yoga instructor and interior designer. She reminded me of a character from the Yaya Sisterhood... she was offering cocktails and laughing and telling us about her adventures white-water rafting. She hugged us when we left and said something about being more of her adopted kids. I don't know how more welcomed we could feel!
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