that magic blanket that wraps itself about us,
that something so intangible that it is like a fragrance.
It may weave a spell of nostalgia.
Christmas may be a day of feasting,
or of prayer,
but always it will be a day of remembrance …
a day in which we think of everything we have ever loved.”
This quote by Augusta E. Rundel. This charming and endearing Victorian card by Graphics Fairy. This post for everyone who has entered my life, and brought me incredible joy, through Bel’Occhio.