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Saying goodbye to a wonderful, funfilled summer was difficult for me.  I held onto summer until the very last day...it wasn't that difficult with 90+ degrees registering on the thermometer. 
However, time forces us to move on whether we are ready or not.  So my thoughts went today to my favorite part about winter - hot cocoa with little marshmallows!
Great memories go along with hot cocoa...
snow days...






good friends...











great conversations...














and warm, cozy fires.











Can't say I'm ready just yet, but I'm getting there.  Cheers! to more memories to be made!

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  1. When Summer comes to an end I am sooo ready for Autumn! I love hot apple cider and apple crisps.

    Each season has it's beauty and it's blessings Amen? (:>)

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  2. I loooooooove mini marshmallows... but don't like chocolate, so hot cocoa is out for me. LOL! Ah well. I like deep snow... can I substitute that instead? :D

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