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This week I really felt the presence of Old Man winter. Hes yawning and stretching his arms, getting ready for a long season ahead. I find it beautiful, and love the feeling. As the seasons change, I find that memories are brought back just as fast as new ones are formed. The holiday smells and sounds comfort me. Its funny we dream to live somewhere warm all year round, with beaches and oceans as warm as a bath, however I think I would come to miss the seasons.