Freezing cold, blustery winds and piles of fresh white snow. My neighbour has bright yellow flowers on her door, optimistically looking for spring. Alas, our winter wonderland is far from over.
Carol
It’s cold outside. I mean really cold. It is so cold that it’s sucked all the wonder out of winter for me. The granddaughter, however, doesn’t care a bit how cold it is. As long as there’s snow, winter is definitely a wonderland for her.
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