GloMag GloMagDecember2018 - Page 173

CHRISTMAS AND MISTLETOE Looking at the Christmas tree the jovial songs echo in my mind. Bing Crosby sings White Christmas, smells of seasons, past and present. Remembrance permeates the senses globes of glass and colorful orbs hang as lights twinkle all around the house. They move ever so mesmerizing and reflect tinsel in bright chasing strings 173