A Pinch of Cinnamon

A sweet, warm scent drifted right past my straw, pulling me straight off the windowsill! I hopped across the floorboards into the kitchen, following that rich, toasty aroma. Hopping onto a stool, I reached the low spice shelf next to the pantry. Right there sat a glass jar dusted with ground cinnamon! I nudged close and gave it a soft bump with my plush side. A tiny swirl of fragrant powder drifted out around the lid, filling the air with the coziest spice scent yet!