December 6, 2015: Frisco, Colorado
‘Twas the weeks before Christmas,
When all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, ‘cept the cat hunting a mouse.
When out of the window arose such a glow,
It was over Swan Mountain hanging so low.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters, and threw up the sash.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
A beautiful sunrise – but not a single reindeer.
Modified excerpt from "The Night Before Christmas" by Clement C. Moore