Each year the closing in of the days, are accompanied by scudding clouds wistfully skipping across grey distant horizons. Tucked away, fast out of sight, a festive enclave waits in readiness. Waits for the return of the christmas king - and his merry band of pixies. Ready to watch in awe, the revered art of tree making.
Yes the lights are on, and it's a full throttle countdown. Bugger the cost, its celebration time.
So without further ado, p'shop touch up jobs, or any fanfare.
We proudly present, christmas 2008!
pictures © 2008 and courtesy of apa.
And now embodying christmas present...
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