"Sitting here listening to Adrian von Ziegler and looking out the windows at the woods behind my building... The the dense cloud cover backlit with the unrecognizable sunshine... the leaves beneath the barren trees racing, on a cold, brisk, gust of wintry air, to huddle among the brushy bushes ... as long, full, evergreen boughs, from tall, mature trees, dance and sway and I stand here, gazing with delight, in my warm kitchen, making ginger tea, and knowing that Christmas is on it's way"
I am the RiverLightRider
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