Today's OneWord: Season

It was the season to be jolly. It was the season to be kind. The Santas hovered around the corners of the grocery stores, their spectacles shined, their boots polished, and their beards as white as the blizzard coating red coats with winter wonderland.

I gave a quarter to a Santa's bucket, and he gave me a laugh as rich and hearty as a cup of cocoa or a mug of beer. I smiled.

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