Nat Bottacin: Candycane, anyone?
Nat Bottacin: A festival of lights
Nat Bottacin: ... and the angels came down from heaven...
Nat Bottacin: All I want for Christmas is you!
Nat Bottacin: Dreaming of a white Christmas
Nat Bottacin: Oh, the lights in the wee hours of the morning...
Nat Bottacin: Incandescent Love {Something new!}