I was sitting at the kitchen table, looking out into the woods when I witnessed something amazing. Middle Tennessee caught the bottom edge of the big storm that moved though Wednesday night. Places across the Kentucky border got 14 inches of snow, but we got an inch of ice. It warmed to the point that most of the ice had started to melt off the streets, but in the woods, there was still ice clinging to the tree branches.
The sun was at just the right angle, shining over the house, and back into the woods. From where I sat, the sunlight would reflect off the ice crystals in the tree branches, and refract into a rainbow of random colors. As the wind would sway the limbs, the ice would catch the light from a slightly different angle, and the color would change. For several moments, I sat mesmerized by the sparkling, twinkling, colors.
That's when it struck me. It was one of those Christmas epiphanies you would expect to see on TV (You know, like when the Grinch decided to take the toys back to the Who's.) As I watched this natural light show, I wondered: Was a moment like this that inspired someone to sting blinking, colored, lights on their Christmas tree?
Merry Christmas
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