I saw you outside after the first big snowfall taking pictures and you were in your own little world. You smiled quick and dove right back into the winter wonderland. But that quick smile reminded me of a Christmas cookie. Maybe even a peppermint latte... those are delicious. A Christmas tree was a possibility as well... So bright and beautiful and you can stare at it for a long long time. I didn't do that to you—but I want to. In a good way. I could be the star to your tree or the whipped cream to your latte... I was wearing a touque. It was black. Do you remember?