675 I wake up to fog Air and snow-filled yard the same One tree visible Advertisements Share:Share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Standard
674 Noble Fir, white lights Room full of wrapping paper Stockings saved for last Share:Share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Standard
673 House full of family More deviled eggs than last year Perfect Christmas Eve Share:Share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Standard
672 Last minute shopping An old friend in the hat store So many receipts Share:Share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Standard
671 Song: a thrill of hope The weary world rejoices Three voices like one Share:Share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Standard
670 Capitol building Frosted with new snow, trees turned The color of stone Share:Share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Standard
669 Ten bowls of candy Graham cracker gingerbread house Frosting like cement Share:Share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Standard
