It’s colder outside than I would like it to be. It’s not winter cold, really, but the spring warmth I need isn’t in the air. Instead there’s an overly brisk breeze that keeps finding its way under my bathrobe.
The wind has been a source of extra chaos in the last couple of weeks. Small bits of the house have fallen off. Things left out were broken.
There…
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