There are the days that are dreary and overcast. The mood is sullen and dark, and
the family is bored. The cold reaches to the bone and chills throughout the body. The tree branches are stark bare, their leaves stripped off in the fall; their beauty gone. Dirt covers
the wet snow that lays uneven over the yard, or piled on the side of the driveway.
Yet, there are the days of magic,
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