Nov 21, 2022
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Have you been kissed by snowflakes?
My first kiss.
The temperature dropped to below freezing, so Baby, my parrot, and I curled up to read. I was cozy in a long blue floral flannel nightgown, which was two sizes too large, and matching fuzzy slippers.
Murder She Wrote reruns kept us company as we sat, warmed by the crackling fire.
