Hand-Illustrated Trinket Boxes, On the Bench
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Winter Bliss

There’s something utterly satisfying about waking up after a night’s snowfall and hearing the raspy crunch of treading on freshly fallen snow.  All is still and blissfully quiet as all earthly inhabitants remain ensconced in the warmth of their homes — not ready to face the hours of shoveling and the resulting backache.

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