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Went caroling in the neighborhood, as a group of us like to do on the last Monday before Christmas. A very cold night, but what fun to bundle up and walk around singing old songs. I think I know the most of the words, so keep my hands in my pockets, instead of carrying music. Unfortunately, I also have a tendency to skip right from the first to the third verse... but our surprised audiences are cheerful and gracious, cookies are offered and accepted, and we stay longer in the cold than we planned. Hot cider and conversation follow at a friend's house, then out into the weather again for the short walk home. One last small helping of beef stew was just the thing to finish warming up again - just in time to turn down the heat and head for bed.

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What a wonderful holiday moment you've recounted!!!



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