Cold frosty wind crashes against the door. Dancing snowflakes float to the ground. Little pink tongues trap miniature snowflakes. The white fluffy blanket covers the red brick house. Feet tamper the worn out muddy welcome sign. Warm fog from the chimney travels through the air. Crackling coal ignites the warmness of the fire. Glistening twinkling lights hung gracefully on the tree. Peppermint aroma fills the air. The oven alerts the baker to open a passageway to warm chewy chocolate chip cookies. Mugs collide together making clinks. Lukewarm milk kisses the oven baked chocolate chip cookies. Driving hours away I arrive at the red brick house. When I unlock the trunk of my car, I find a perfectly wrapped present with an enormous
