1. Thank you for your beautiful photos and mentioning Christmas. I am in my late sixties, but still an absolute child about Christmas. I hate it when people moan about it, and wonder where they keep their soul.
    What is so magical about snow? As a child I would watch for the snow to start, looking out of my bedroom window. There was a lamppost in the street and I persuaded my mother to let me get dressed so that I could stand under the lamp and watch the flakes coming down. I love the way it deadens all the sound, just for a while, nature reigns supreme.

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