Vanilla World
Vanilla World
It’s mid-November, the mercury just below freezing in the pre-dawn dark.
The curtain opens to a world aglow.
Eyes adjust: it’s snow, the first of the season to stick.
A frosting of white turns the trees, the grass, even the shed into glazey confections.
Time to create a snowman eating his favorite flavor - you guessed it - vanilla.
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