• Tuesday, December 25th, 2012

Like snowflakes, my Christmas memories gather and dance – each beautiful and unique..

I drove to Dawson Creek today and this icon of Canadian culture was just standing in the ditch.  My daughter and I decided her name was Mary Christmoose. She watched us as we slowed and then as my daughter took her photo .  She didn’t seem to have a care in the world, even if it was in the low -20′s, it was Christmas Day after all!

Merry Christmoose to all and may 2013 be the best of years for each one of you.!

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