Remember when we ventured down to the creek that January morning? Sunshine crept between the trees, slowly awaking everything beneath. A combination of snow, leafs, and grass crunched under us from the weight of our steps. The air was crisp and bit our noses like an unforeseen kiss. Clouds formed…
Wintry latte:
sprinkle with nutmeg and cinnamon; serve with an apple, two pomegranate slices, and homemade peppermint bark.