Circa 1971 Sempre e Dovunque

On winter Sunday mornings, chilly breezes glide down the cobble stoned streets of London where one young man made a four word statement, “So this is Christmas!” To this day I will never know if it was interrogative or declarative. What I do know is you will hear the cathedrals of London playing this haunting melody on their pipe organs, and ringing their bells in perfect harmony. Next thing you know you let the grace enrapture you with fragrance notes of frankincense, rosewood, sage, myrrh, and warm vanilla invoking the feeling of peace and quiet, and the promise of a pretty good year as I slowly back away not to interrupt but head back to Abitazione Valiante.