Day 275… One of the things that has been noticeably missing from the city this month are the little Holiday Villages that spring up every year in places like Columbus Circle and Union Square Park. Made up of lines of covered stalls, with holiday music piped in, they showcase craftspeople from all over the country.
Have to let you know that your father-in-law and I were also crying during that song. Each for different reasons. But isn't it wonderful how music and performance affects our being?
❤️my mother used to sing “ Oh What A Beautiful Morning”..... on Sunday mornings....usually around 8:00 am....after I had just crawled into my bed at 6:00 am after being out dancing all night....The Festival of Lights... the miracle we need this year....good luck to you & Ziggy....5:00 is a snack time if I recall xoxo 🎄❄️⭐️
Have to let you know that your father-in-law and I were also crying during that song. Each for different reasons. But isn't it wonderful how music and performance affects our being?
❤️my mother used to sing “ Oh What A Beautiful Morning”..... on Sunday mornings....usually around 8:00 am....after I had just crawled into my bed at 6:00 am after being out dancing all night....The Festival of Lights... the miracle we need this year....good luck to you & Ziggy....5:00 is a snack time if I recall xoxo 🎄❄️⭐️
Hahaha!