So it wasn’t a white Christmas here in DC; knowing it was somewhere else made me smile, moving around my neighborhood (where almost nothing was stirring during the hour I was shooting) in sneakers, T-shirt, a red sweater and a foggy cocoon had a Christmas magic I’ve not experienced before. Throughout the day, I kept thinking that it didn’t feel like a Friday or any specific day of the week for that matter. It was a day not to be defined or labeled just lived effortlessly and I did just that, embracing each moment with a joyful contentment, floating from one moment to the next without question ‘til I fell asleep. It was a gift created just for me.
keep your peepers open!®
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