ne of my favorite Christmas memories revolves around the iconic image of the holiday: the Christmas tree. ... We would tie the green perfection onto the top of our car and take it home, where Dad would make sure it fit perfectly in ... Along with the familiar sweet smell, when we began to unwrap the ornaments and take them out of the paper, memories would rise up and expand with every bright decoration.
|Title||:||Sierra Lodestar: Christmas Memories|
|Publisher||:||Sierra Lodestar -|