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Friday, December 22, 2017

WARMING UP

I don't know about you, but once in a while I long to be stuck in a well stocked cabin in the woods, where no one knows where I am and can't find me for a few days. Not that I have the survival skills to endure before the long winter is over out in the wilderness, but sometimes I long for the quietude that our ancestors took for granted. No cell phones, no landlines, no radio, television - no interruption.


A fire burning to keep me warm.
A pot of chili or stew cooking.
A good loaf of fresh bread.
Butter.
Writing paper and pen.



I want to hear the snowflakes falling and hitting the window pane, hear the blood moving through my veins, but mostly know my own thoughts.


Missy

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