As we drove home from Cardiff we felt a distinct drop in the temperature... and soon the English countryside rolling past the windows began to sparkle with a heavy dusting of snow under the cold clear sky. Back in Oxford it was as if someone flipped a switch in our absence- autumn had notably vanished and winter had settled in its place. Its nearly twenty degrees colder, there was a Christmas street market, the city holiday decor is strung up downtown, and a tree is erected in Broad Street. If one thing is plain, its that I need to go shopping for a warmer coat... like, yesterday.
With my lovely friends Erica and Loretta- reveling in the holiday atmosphere despite the cold. We were just so wildly blessed that day- from getting post Cardiff rest, to having sweet fellowship, from a refreshing church service that really ministered to us, to the joys of an unexpected Christmas market and a band playing on the High Street... it was just a great day back in Oxford, winter chill notwithstanding.
