What do I love most about this time of year? Let's see, is it the decorations? No. Is it the presents? No. Is it the abundance of baked goods? Hmm, well no I guess not. The December tradition I love the most is the resurrection of my beautiful white down comforter. It is a wonder I can get out of bed each day. If my blog entries taper off a bit this winter, it could be because I'm luxuriously trapped under five pounds of goose feathers.
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