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A Walk in the Snow…

Snow, carelessly daubed around dormer windows, suggested a crackling fire inside and like the Little Match Girl in Hans Christian Andersen’s short story, I am carried away by my vision and can almost taste the hot chocolate of my drink awaiting me at home.

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Visitors…

Seeing my friends’ reaction to my comfortable abode I graciously changed my mind. They found the house to be spacious, agreeable, and welcoming.
I was encouraged to consider the possibility that perhaps this house does reveal more about who I am than I gave it credit for.