Magic along the night avenues.

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Traffic is a given during the December rush. One too many parties my daughters have to cope with, as required by the department and the company. Uber is an option, but a mother's driving is the choice. Ergo I found my self all to my lonesome coursing avenues with magical Christmas trees and reindeer, silver and blue, and of white Christmas cones, wine red trees, drooping lanterns, stars and all things magical. If only for the warm feeling of love and grace do I condone with the lavish and luxurious display of Christmas. The magic was cast. I must admit, I was spellbound.