i like that our flag spends it's nights as silent guard to the entrance.... instead of being folded away at day's end.... our proud flag....our proud city.....our proud county....state......country.......
our city is graced with some of the most beautiful old homes.....what a great place for 'porch sitting'.....
this is our christmas shop......full of trees.....ornaments.....and christmas cheer........
i love the icy blue colors of this wreath at anna's arbor.......
christmas is best viewed thru a child's eyes.......with a child's wonder......walking the streets this morning.....all alone....in the foggy mist.....i felt the hand of my younger self slip into mine...and watched a wide.... crooked toothed grin spread across her freckled face..... as she looked around in delight..... at the small wonderland we call home......and as i watched her quick smile.....i felt the scowl that has long graced my old.... worn.... face.... melt into a matching ....crookedy toothed grin....and for a few minutes.....basked in a childish joy... at the multitude of twinkling stars...before the sun peeked over the hill....in chester...south carolina...........
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I love that old home. South C has a lot of history.
Oh....makes me want to come visit.
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