“Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there…”
It’s still my favorite Christmas poem ever written by Clement Clarke Moore, click here to read the rest of the poem. As for us, we were walking around the neighborhood taking picture of the Christmas lights. I didn’t have the time or luxury to stay very long in front of each house, and came back with only a few decent images.
- Silent Night
Have you noticed the theme pattern here, apparently the light ornaments are very popular this year.
I opened my gift early, this one is from Lee.
As for Lee, one opened and many more to go.