Eye of the soul

And we have snow. It's not much, but the air smells of cold. You can feel the Christmas spirit. I can't wait to bake gingerbread cookies and decorate our tiny Xmas tree.

Reality leaves a lot to the imagination.

John Lennon  (via lifeinafilmcanister)

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