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Sunday, December 20, 2009

Loves of Christmas Past

“When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow, we hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago, and etched on vacant places are half-forgotten faces of friends we used to

cherish, and loves we used to know.”

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

5 comments:

Elaine said...

cute, looks like they need a shave..... i have to take a pic of the patio art in my backyard.....

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Essay said...

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Essay said...

Thanks for sharing, your blog is worth reading, nice post. Keep it up.

Mike said...

Winter is the time of promise because there is so little to do - or because you can now and then permit yourself the luxury of thinking so.