I couldn't help but think of the song, "In the bleak mid-Winter". Please click on the link to hear the song.
Join me tomorrow morning on Christmas to watch the sun come up wherever you are on the holiest of mornings.
Saturday, December 24, 2011
In the Bleak Mid-Winter
With coffee and camera in hand, I waited for the morning sunrise in the mountains outside of Asheville. It was so quiet a peaceful, a perfect Christmas Eve morning.
I couldn't help but think of the song, "In the bleak mid-Winter". Please click on the link to hear the song.
Join me tomorrow morning on Christmas to watch the sun come up wherever you are on the holiest of mornings.
Click here for text and music!
I couldn't help but think of the song, "In the bleak mid-Winter". Please click on the link to hear the song.
Join me tomorrow morning on Christmas to watch the sun come up wherever you are on the holiest of mornings.
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