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Always winter, never Christmas, except not really

I think because it’s January, and there are these movie-set mountains visible from every window and door of our house, which contains these two giant armoires, that this line keeps popping into my head. It’s January, so Christmas is about as far away as it can get, and right this moment, it’s been snowing for… Continue reading Always winter, never Christmas, except not really