While a large portion of the United States is digging out from a good-sized snowstorm, this is the closest I will get to the white stuff falling here in Florida.
I'll be busy dreaming of a white Christmas...
"Laura felt a warmth inside her. It was very small, but it was strong. It was steady, like a tiny light in the dark, and it burned very low but no winds could make it flicker because it would not give up."— Laura Ingalls Wilder
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