Pumpkin Cream

It is snoppy outside from a few days and the cold is biting but there is something magical about this whole white panorama. If it were not an impediment to everyday life, I would like more snow! As a child I adored her, I played and spent hours in the garden, careless of the cold; I would like to find that enthusiasm, to see it fall. I made a puppet, it seemed a gift to that child. I cooked a soup with a bright color, sweet taste and I enjoyed it, beautiful steaming, in front of the window thinking about the time flowing.

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