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!}