Merry Christmas Eve,

Eve, all you revelers out there.

I hope you are drinking mugs filled with hot mold cider or hot mold wine or so I hope something is getting mold.

Today we're doing a little Christmas Eve classic episode.

It's an episode about how you find the Christmas spirit, even when you live in a

place that is hot and dry, and the only white that you're going to see on Christmas is the

fluffy clouds floating over the desert.

So come on a Christmas Eve visit with us to the tumbleweed Christmas tree.

And to everyone listening, come back tomorrow for when we start our Atlas Obscura Advent calendar going from Christmas to the 19th of January

and from outer space to the start of life on earth to us humans.

All of that will start tomorrow.

I'll see you there. It's Christmas time in the desert. Theandler, Arizona.

The weather outside is frightful, I mean by local

standards. The holidays are typically cooler than normal, you know it's maybe 50 or 60 degrees. You see people in winter jackets and

toboggin hats and those kinds of things, but it's more a mental thing than it is an actual need

for physical warmth.

So if you're dreaming of an Arizona white Christmas,

I would keep dreaming.

Chandler, as far as I'm aware, has had snow three times in the last 100 years. It's a very strange occurrence.

And if you were looking to say pull up to a Christmas tree farm and cut down your very own towering Douglas fir. Well, you can forget it.

You don't really find true Christmas trees like we think of them.

There are pine trees that grow in Arizona,

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