My Christmas Village That village, sheltered by mountains and flanked by pine and leafy chestnut trees, awoke white and cold, giving that place, on that morning, a magical vision of the most beautiful fairy tale. Its pine trees, with thousands…
Merry Christmas
The Christmas time Time is time… Nothing more to define… What interest do I have in defining time If I don’t want to feel it? Whether it’s Christmas or Easter, Summer, winter or spring It’s always time to renew It’s…