With wheat fields past my backyard. We lived on about 3/4ths of an acre. It was late Christmas afternoon, and the sun hadn't set yet but was blocked by houses across the street, and we had fresh snow so outdoors was kind of that winter blueish look. My brother and I were at an activity table that was in between two easy chairs in front of the picture window playing games. Our front yard was pretty big. Two horses from next door had gotten loose and galloped diagonally across the yard, kicking up snow. It was kind of a beautiful sight. I don't recall my brother's reaction, but I just stared out the window for a while. Then we got on our coats to go get the horses while mom called the neighbors.
Another one
My brother and I were also paperboys with our own routes meaning we got up at 3 every morning and delivered papers. We normally got done by 4. It had snowed, but the roads were clear, and we had winter coveralls/snowsuits that were pretty toasty so we delivered on our mo-peds on Christmas Eve like we normally did. Most people turn off their lights - indoors and outdoors when going to bed except for Christmas Eve so everyone had their lights on. My route was the shortest (but had the most people) so I finished pretty quickly so I decided to drive around the rest of the town and look at all the lights. World was very still except for the putting of Old Yeller (we named our mo-peds).
Yet another one.
Christmas Eve when I was a kid and still believed in Santa. We were coming back from somewhere. Night had fallen so we needed to get home pretty fast so we could go to sleep because we saw Santa entering the home of someone to the delight of the people inside. Most likely a neighbor of the home owner doing it to surprise their kids as a holiday gesture.