This morning, when I arrived for work, I mentioned to Donna (our amazing Director of Housekeeping, deer dodger & chef) that it "felt like snow" outside. It was that certain chill/feeling in the air that, well, felt like snow! Sure enough, a few hours later the fat flakes started falling from the sky. Isn't it crazy how our bodies remember a feeling in the air that means snow?
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