Quiet morning in the neighborhood, too. I love holiday mornings. The city and its constant movement are my home and natural environment, but the calm and silence of a holiday are at once always expected and always surprising. Empty streets except for cabs looking to pick up people with bags full of wrapped gifts; no boats on the river; bright sun escaping high wispy clouds. I bring you some of the peace of the morning, and a wish that, if this is your holiday, you celebrate it the way you enjoy most, with the people you love.