Time for Home by Ciao Bella Paper

There are memories that resist a long birds roosting at your feeder during the winter months, the one you made when you were 10, hoping to see every day amazing blue jays or funny robins in your backyard. A memory that smells of warm home after the first skiing, wool blankets and winter sledges, snowflakes dancing like butterflies with winter birds. That sweet memory is still the most beautiful time for home.