Fresh Tracks
On New Year’s Eve, my mom and I bundled up and went for a magical late night stroll in the snow. It was the perfect way to ring in the New Year, “making fresh tracks” as my mom put it, breathing in the cool air, marveling at how quiet it was, and throwing a few snowballs of course. I always love that week between Christmas and New Year’s when the mad holiday rush is over…
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