Those pictures don't work that well together.
Christmas countdown; one week. Tree is up. Red lights and sappy songs. Vibrato. Piano. That pine tree smell. Christmas decorations. I bought a new one that looks like it's covered in frost. Tinsel in pieces on the floor of the hall. Baking. Eating. Begging for snow. Family. Movies. Freedom. Reading. Counting down the seconds. The vague sound I'm hearing of my sister trying to play Carol of the Bells(in our house it is known as 'Ding Fries Are Done'). Getting my camera out at every opportunity. Young again, if only for a week. Art. Beauty. Knowledge. Love.
Love love love. Love's love and more.
I discovered today almost all Christmas songs are written in G--you learn something new every day.
And these.
The more I wonder, the more I love.
And a merry early christmas to you, too.
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