Christmas is one of my favorite times of the year. The smell of pine in my nose and the dazzle of Christmas lights twinkling in my eye make my soul jump.
I have always been enamored by decadent holiday light displays. They beckon many fond memories of my childhood.
Over the years, my father toyed with outdoor lights from the multicolored to the classic white, but nothing says home for the holidays like the candles in the window and the spotlighted wreath on the front door of my parents’ home.
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