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The storm roars around the roof but inside the warmth increase. I made some warm apple sauce with cinnamon an the spicy smell improve the sphere of peace. The blustery wind and snow hit the window, it intensify the cozy glow when we snug up to the fireplace. The warmth surround us like an embrace; I glance how the glow of the flames draw soft lines on your face. We share our love for so many years which does not cool down by a blizzard. Inside our hearts we feel the warmth appears when we count our blessings. Marja Kwaak |