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From warmest lungs come whitest clouds, a humble gift of myself that is simply heaven bound; and this is the beauty of the cold winter days, to show us what we would otherwise never witness.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 16, 2020.
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In the warmest of clothing the coldest of winters turns from master to servant.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 16, 2020.
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The cold weather that seeps through any thin cloth to drain the soul, instead feeds the soul of those well wrapped in warm layers of well insulated fabrics.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 16, 2020.
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The cold weather comes to doodle upon my window panes, sculpting ice crystals as the north wind brings the snow.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 16, 2020.
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Come the cold weather we could sit still and let it rob the last whispers of heat from our very bones, or we could work and play and keep our inner hearths burning.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 16, 2020.
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The weather was cold enough to make our atoms shiver, yet we had to remember what really mattered and keep the home warm, keeping the air and soul thermostats in a good range.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 16, 2020.
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I looked forward to the cold weather, a chance to don the warmest winter coats and woollens.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 16, 2020.