I’m happy that my husband took the time to take an artistic photo this Christmas, unlike myself.  This Christmas break, I made little attempts at making art, except for the Christmas gifts I gave one side of the family.  Sadly, I failed to take pictures of this artwork.  This Christmas break was one filled with joy and also one filled with grief. 
I didn’t really want to read Charles Dickens, Great Expectations, but I opened it to read the best line of it….”It was the best of times, it was the worst of times….”  
This fits.
Thanks sweety for the picture, I love it and you.

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