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As the wind throws our wind chimes against the house, and stirs up whitecaps on the lake; I sit beside our wood burner feeling quite cozy....

Most of the leaves are off the trees, and the view from my window is brown and gray. We are preparing to self-quarantine for the winter....

The days and weeks are blurring together as we continue to self-shelter. The things that make the days distinct from each other are often...