I tried to flip through this thread, so if these have been posted before, I apologize in advance.
This I loved because I could all but feel and hear the crunch of snow beneath my feet, see my breath fog in front of my face, feel myself sniffing from the cold and have my entire being feel at peace in the utter stillness around me.
And this at Arlington because we shouldn't forget and it had a nice story attached:
Readers may be interested to know that these wreaths -- some 5,000 -- are donated by the Worcester Wreath Co. of Harrington,Maine. The owner, Merrill Worcester, not only provides the wreaths, but covers the trucking expense as well. He's done this since 1992. A wonderful guy. Also, most years, groups of Maine school kids combine an educational trip to DC with this event to help out. Making this even more remarkable is the fact that Harrington is in one the poorest parts of the state.