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Friday, December 25, 2009
There's nothing as quiet as Christmas...
... between the raucous sounds of exchanging gifts and running vacuums and cooking and the parakeet singing happily and the arrival of guests. But there is this sleepy hour before we have to do the next things, no cars passing on the street, a thick grayness in the atmosphere outside, no one talking, no business being transacted. Christmas quiet, midday pause.