And lower still.
And clementines to wash down chocolate gelt won in rousing games of dreidel. Look! You've won! The dreidel landed on gimel.
Long after the visions of glimmering lights and sounds of resplendent carols have faded, the Scents of the Season will be with me. Sputtering wicks and the savory aroma of frying onions and potatoes will whisk me back to this light and love-filled season.
Thank you, Michelle, for the opportunity to share. I haven't had a chance to journal all of this, but the memory is here waiting. Now please go to the latest GPP Street Team Crusade. More Scents of the Season await.