5 minutes after I’d texted a friend to complain that there was no snow on the horizon, despite the freezing temperatures, some tiny little flakes began to fall sending everyone into a hype of cold excitement. In an effort to look more put-together I’d recently relegated my snow boots and was quietly thrilled to put them back on, my comfortable little pi…
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