It's a toss-up to know who felt the most magic last night, but I know we all found joy, regardless of whether we were the listeners or the carolers themselves.
Not all sang.
Some probably loved the occasion, quietly escaping to their own little worlds of wonderment, peering through a window, watching another classic of the Christmas season: a Hallmark movie.
I sneaked a peek as the young ones watched, and there was a Santa Claus dancing.
Others found fascination in little Foster who served as part of the Lovestead audience and as a cute little furry creature to pet.
Foster could never see whose hands were petting him, but he remained receptive to any affection the group wanted to share with him.
It was an occasion of simple gifts aka the songs of Christmas.
Those gifts were a long time in the making as adult voices well-honed to the classics of the season blended with those of youth.
Some beautiful and enthusiastic voices took the lead and carried the show.
And, there were several moments of joy derived from the simplicity and beauty of the annual happening.
Members of the area German Baptist fellowship treated us to three carols before I treated them to some homemade cookies as a bribe for just one more carol.
The group honored our desire after cookies were dispersed and it was time to leave the deck, climb back into the vehicles and head on to the next rural setting where lyrical joy would surely abound.
We thank the group for this their third caroling appearance in as many years at our Lovestead. One really snowy year, they even sang in the barn to the delight of the horses.
We have felt blessed every time to be on their annual neighborhood tour.
Thanks to all who delighted us last evening.
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