Here with me

Winter is back with a vengeance. Arriving home, completely soaked from cycling through the slushing rain, I curled up on the sofa with some hot cocoa when I noticed Mel huddled on the balcony. She looked so cold and miserable, her feathers blowing ferociously in the wind. Together we shared some sunflower seeds and waited for the storm to pass.

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