It was a crisp winters day
In the middle of the season
The sun was bright blue with a dotting of a few white clouds
There was a cold wind whipping through the trees
It was bitter to the skin
Branches were bending to it as if they were dancing
Wind chimes could be heard in the distance
The snow was blowing around shifting location creating white dunes like cotton candy
The fireplace was burning with a fresh log creating a hypnotic warmth in the room
The wood gave off a pleasant scent as it burned
It was a good day to be inside
