Relief
No fog, no mist; clear, bright, jovial, stirring cold; cold, piping for the blood to dance to; Golden sunlight; Heavenly sky; sweet fresh air; merry bells. Oh, glorious. Glorious!
A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens
The weatherman tells me colder air approacheth. Quoting Ebenezer "Hallo! Whoop! Hallo here!"
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