Winter Fantasy

     Like living in a page from a Dickens story, I will never forget the unexpected delight of hearing sleigh bells the first year that we had moved to Niagara-on-the-Lake. As they grew louder, we ran to the window to find a beautiful horse and sleigh trotting by. As it rounded the corner past the clock tower the romantic jingling faded and it was as if the story book had closed. But then came Christmas Eve.on that silent and most holy night as we prepared the children for bed, we were visited by the resounding voices of carolers! With children in arms we ran to greet them with excitement. When the front door opened, the whole house became filled with music!

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