The mass in our village or Misa de Gallo made me feel nostalgic especially when I heard and felt the breeze. It reminded me of my mother, my cousins, and friends that would go along walking down the road to attend the mass at 4:00 A.M. I missed the musicians who performed during the mass in those days. Sadly, most of them were gone to heaven.
Have a great weekend and Merry Christmas Steemians.