Around Christmas I posted an image of the front door of this church near where I live. The old white doors and Christmas wreath was crisscrossed with the shadows of lifeless tree limbs branching out in every direction.
Those days of lifeless trees are thankfully passed at least for the next two seasons. I welcome it with open arms!
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