Located in the beautiful hills of Belmont, atop the Ohio Valley, this splendid City of Saint Clairsville unfolds its bright colors in the morning sun as if lit by a fire within. No wonder it is called, "Paradise on the Hill."

Back in January it was pretty cold in town. Together with my friends I went to troll the main pedestrian street. Cold as it was outside, the nearby cafè was ever warm, cozy, and relaxing inside.

Sitting with a laptop on my knees, I cuddled up on the couch right beside a fireplace, indulging my inner child and listening to new music, with a hot cup of Java on my lips and some crunchy biscotti -- dreamy treats I seem to enjoy more than any other, yeah, for the sake of fun, always with joy, happiness, and freedom, while looking to heaven for sunshine to blink.

Huge mountain snow pictures hanging on the walls served as special cues for light illusion, forcing my joy and love to be activated, with the sky as the limit, or maybe God's arms reaching from heaven in beaming rays of light, warming my heart and soul for fleeting moments, and caressing my cheeks with tender kisses, while breathing on the snow sailing the wind.