“And, for the winter fireside meet,
Between the andirons straddling feet,
The mug of cider simmered slow,
The apples sputtered in a row,
And close at hand, the basket stood,
With nuts from brown
Octobers wood.”
~ Whittier

Photo credit: kgreggain

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