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When winter comes, it doesn't knock. It slips in overnight — on a sharp breath of wind, a frost-stiffened lawn, the sudden need for two blankets instead of one. when winter
But here's the thing about winter: it asks nothing of you. It doesn't demand productivity or brightness or joy. It says: Rest. Be still. Hibernate if you must. The earth is sleeping, and you are allowed to sleep too. ❄️ Would you like a shorter version for