Christmas in Yosemite

I have just spent Christmas in the most wondrous of places I could imagine. We had perfect weather with a blanket of snow on the ground and ice cycles hanging from eves and rocks and branches. With ice and snow crunching under foot we walked through the meadows and along trails to falls, cliffs, and the banks of the Merced River.

My photo set here, and Will's here.

A Merry Campbell Christmas

Merry Christmas everyone.

My husband and I will pick up Casey, my mom-in-law, and hit the road to Yosemite tomorrow morning. I hope we arrive before dark and maybe see some sights or catch the sunset as we cross Tunnel View. We have the entire day Thursday and Friday to explore. I picture snowy domes and strolls down tree lined lanes, walks through meadows in crystal clear and chilly air with my sweetiepie. I'm sure I'll be bundled up and wearing my wool cap most of the time, but we are packing our formal evening wear for the Bracebridge Dinner on Christmas. My husband is very dashing in a tuxedo.