Eleonore loves the idea of a tiny world within a glass, in the cozy season of winter. She has an ever-growing collection of them. Her favorite is one with a tiny cabin during a blizzard surrounded by evergreen trees. She can just feel herself inside the cabin when she shakes it up a bit and watches the thick snow whirl around till it settles.
Accessories; A bright red poinsettia corsage around the tip of her tail with the bells; and a red quilted shawl.
Poem;
Looking out my window glass
I see a sight that will not last
Tho I am warm within my robe
T'is like I'm in a big snow globe
Out every window, I can see
Flakes of white surrounding me
Swirling, twirling, to and fro
Dance the pure white flakes of snow
They twist and turn, I feel the thrill
They're racing towards my window sill
Mystical bits of flying fluff
My eyes just cannot get enough
As time goes on, they tire out
They flit and spin and float about
Some on roof tops, some in trees
Landing softly, where they please
Changing landscapes, creating scenes
Filled with frosted evergreens
They come to rest without a sound
A fleecy blanket on the ground
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. [Theme Song]
Could've come like a mighty storm
With all the strength of a hurricane
You could've come like a forest fire
With the power of Heaven in Your flame
But You came like a winter snow
Quiet and soft and slow
Falling from the sky in the night
To the earth below
You could've swept in like a tidal wave
Or an ocean to ravish our hearts
You could have come through like a roaring flood
To wipe away the things we've scarred
But you came like a winter snow,
You were quiet, You were soft and slow
Falling from the sky in the night
To the earth below
Your voice wasn't in a bush burning
No, Your voice wasn't in a rushing wind
It was still, it was small, it was hidden
Oh, You came like a winter snow
Quiet and soft and slow
Falling from the sky in the night
To the earth below
Falling, to the earth below
You came falling from the sky in the night
To the earth below 
