Wednesday, December 20, 2006
…looks beautiful on a cold and crispy foggy night. The lights glow through the misty haze and the street is filled with christmas romance. The familiar is obscured and the streets are covered with an exotic newness. A translucent white blanket wraps your world, the faults and the cracks are hidden and suddenly it’s a place that you love, a place you know and a place called home.