Yesterday was Christmas. Today, I am sitting by the front window of my living room, gazing at the Christmas tree…
Historic brick buildings stand straight and proud, a few blocks from my 1891 cottage. The city’s streets don lamp posts…
Yesterday was Christmas. Today, I am sitting by the front window of my living room, gazing at the Christmas tree…
Historic brick buildings stand straight and proud, a few blocks from my 1891 cottage. The city’s streets don lamp posts…