This year I am not eager to “put away” Christmas. It all happened so fast. I barely had a chance to catch the magic - that late night, twinkling light moment, when it is all perfect. No sooner had I accomplished all that the season requires - the wrapping, the meals, the festivities and just the general intrigue of what’s under the tree - then tannebaums are denigrated to gutter-side timber. Christmas lights are dismantled, and hang limply from the tree limbs, waiting to be shelved - their sparkle and wonder packed up. Mystified, I stand on the front porch...

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