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    <body><![CDATA[No matter how old I get, this is my favourite story at this time of year.  Just a simple little idea of what one person can pass on to make someone else's day brighter, but oh so lovely.  The illustrations are perfect as can be.<br/><br/>I'm certainly not the only one in my family to remember this tale.  Growing up, my grandparents had a beautiful flocked tree.  It was so, so tall, covered in velvet snow and little red satin birds.  Of course, artificial trees have a lifespan and by the time I was in my last year of high school, the tree had been replaced by something new.  The new tree was also beautiful, but to me it just wasn't right.  Part of me was so sad to not see the snowy tree and the flock of little cardinals.  Someone must have noticed.  The next year when I moved away to university, there was a special delivery at Thanksgiving: the top 4 feet of the old flocked tree, with its own stand and a few perfect <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/11036.Little_Birds" title="Little Birds by Anaïs Nin">little birds</a>. If that entire idea sounds unimportant, Mr. Willowby's Christmas Tree may just have the explanation for why that little tree was the best Christmas surprise I could ever imagine.]]></body>
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