hen I was a child, the holidays were always in full swing in our home right after my birthday in early November. While pine, eucalyptus and cinnamon are synonymous with the season for many, for me it’s that strange smell of warm plastic from a synthetic tree glowing with hot twinkle lights, mixed with the intoxicating scent of fried
Joyful Celebration
Dec 17, 2021
2 minutes
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