The crunch of frozen snow underfoot
Nose hairs icing up.
The feel of flannel against naked skin, the smell of hot coco as it dances in the air.
The sound and smell of sappy pine logs as they burn.
The sights and sounds and smells of this time of the year remind me of how much I enjoy being a WASP/Preppie with all the traditions that this season brings.
Good friends, Good food, Sweet simple music and the rush of running naked in the snow.
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Ahhh… the sweet memory of Princeton’s Nude Olympics…
Ahh… yes…
Oh yes, the freezing hairs, we know that feeling, and are ever-so-grateful we haven’t encountered it yet this fall. (Note she said ‘yet’.)
That wacky Princeton naked thing is just too frightening to contemplate.
Princess, LOL. You have no idea what you missed
Not a popped collar to be seen. LOL.
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