Finding shelter from the storm
I sat down at the cottage recently and looked outside a picture window facing the lake. It was a cool afternoon and I watched the light fade under layers of dreary clouds that hung lazily overhead.
I sat comfortable in my warm chair as I sipped on a cup of hot tea while being warmed by the crackling fire in the huge old stove. There’s nothing like that feeling of coziness that you get when inside a comfy warm place with cold, wet weather situated on the other side of the window.



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