Here I am, another Christmas is gone even if its magic is still in the air. This one has been abundant in all the things that matter; love, emotions, tenderness, friendship, family, care, hugs, smiles, simplicity. Among everything, one memory shines particularly bright. The pure joy of my niece when she discovered that Santa Claus - the real one - has eaten the biscuits, drank the milk and left a present and a letter for her.
One Apple A Day #682 - innocence
One Apple A Day #682 - innocence
One Apple A Day #682 - innocence
Here I am, another Christmas is gone even if its magic is still in the air. This one has been abundant in all the things that matter; love, emotions, tenderness, friendship, family, care, hugs, smiles, simplicity. Among everything, one memory shines particularly bright. The pure joy of my niece when she discovered that Santa Claus - the real one - has eaten the biscuits, drank the milk and left a present and a letter for her.