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January Ice Fog Conjuring Dreams of Blossoms & Sunshine

It’s a brand new year, a fresh start filled with potential. This New Year dawned bitterly cold. Ice fog rolls through the city painting every surface in white glitter and shimmering ice cycles. Walking through the grocery store I found myself drawn to a spring display of pale blush and robbin blue houseware goods.  Spring is months and months away. But this end cap at Fred Meyers reminded me that the ice and snow will eventually melt and with it spring will bloom. 

Cheers!

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Pink artificial blooms stopped me in my tracks.

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