Happy Holidays... and for those of you dreaming of a White Christmas. Whatever your family, &/or friend, rituals, however you celebrate the birth of the light, enjoy!
(borrowed the delightful White Christmas from Ken's site.)
Sheath of feeling. Words groping to touch air.
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All the very best wishes to you, too, Tamar! Dear blogging friend born in the same part of the world... {{{hugs!}}} xo
ReplyDeleteOurs wasn't white, but it was very bright. I hope yours was filled with as much love and warmth.
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