And everyone appears to be caught up in what was once known as the "hustle and bustle" of the season. Today it seems as though many are in a hurry and so tired and out of sorts they can't possibly take time to think what the season even means to them. When did that happen? Why are we all in a mad rush to find the "perfect gift"?
Not me...not today...time spent driving around our City remembering different buildings and places with a little comfort food on the side was perfect!
What do you think...wouldn't time enjoying our days be the perfect gift?