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Thursday, 24 December 2015

The night before Christmas

Christmas Eve, cat and baubles, an oil painting, the night before Christmas


'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house 
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; 
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, 
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there; 
The children were nestled all snug in their beds; 
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;

The first verse of the famous poem by Clement Clarke Moore which gave us so many of our Christmas traditions.

Merry Christmas to all of you!

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