The Night Before Christmas has just left a few hours ago. I opened my eyes to the faded smell of coffee. I went downstairs and as in every Christmas Morning, everything seemed frozen. Not just the season’s chilly weather, but the feeling of last night’s scenes to be held into place without the characters in it present at the moment. Gift wrappings scattered through the tables; gifts exposed; a faint smell of Christmas dinner.
And now, I do not exactly refer to the much needed tidy up every family goes through (usually until the 26th), I mean as if someone had left a camera rolling and flashes start popping up in your mind. I check my phone and some of my Christmas greetings and cheer were responded some new sent to me.
Out for a run now (better get the Santa-like bowl full of jelly tummy out of site). See how frozen the city looks in Christmas Morning just like all the Christmas Mornings. I’ll stop for a click or two of my camera. Merry Christmas everyone!