Winter Morning

The sunrise freshly risen, the ground is blanketed in frost that sparkles under a sky brushed with shades of rose and pale blue. Your breath clouds the air as you step outside, the first light of morning glinting off every frozen branch. You breathe in the scent of cranberry and juicy apple  while a swirl of warm cinnamon drifts up like the memory of a cozy firelight living room waiting inside. Beneath it all, the grounding notes of Fraser fir whisper, followed by a soft, delicate hint of sugar that sweetens the air.