[New post] Driftwood dreamin’
[New post] Driftwood dreamin’
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Kathy posted: " Picture this. The day before Thanksgiving. Waking up to about eight inches of beautiful fresh white snow outside our Little House in the Big Woods. The wood stove humming and throbbing to heat our home, relishing its breakfast of hardwood logs. "
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Kathy posted: " I am still amazed at our human propensity to be titillated about conflict. Something in the human mind loves drama. We rush to read about negativity, challenges, despair, suffering. Our senses light up to learn more about the day's sorrows th"
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Kathy posted: " Yesterday morning, still half-asleep, I read an angry comment from a blog reader. Let's call him Dan. The poor fellow once found himself lost in the woods and wanted practical tips to aid him next time such an event might occur. He discovered a b"
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Kathy posted: "Lately I've been enjoying rising in the dark, listening to the whistling teakettle and the humming wood stove, and writing stories. Did you know the Native Americans reserved many stories to share only in wintertime, when wind whipped outside the wigwams"
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Kathy posted: " The clock ticks 6 a.m. Outside our Little House in the Big Woods the wind howls fiercely. Father November has thrown a deep cloak of blackness across the breasts of trees and the wood stove sputters in the basement. Barry still slumbers. I m"
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Kathy posted: " Yesterday morning we ate breakfast with a group of wolf hunters. I shan't tell you who they are. Michigan sports a new law: it's game now to hunt wolves in the Upper Peninsula. Cost? $100 for residents. $500 for non-residents. Twelve hundred"
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Kathy posted: "I'm home! Suitcase *mostly* unpacked. Mail tended. We're headed off to a Turkey Supper at the Skanee Church in a couple of hours. (Barry will probably appreciate this after his week alone. Although he made a mean tuna salad all by himself, and I can"
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Kathy posted: " Every morning this week, here on Fort Myers Beach, we've left my parent's condo on the Back Bay and ambled for about 25 minutes toward the beach. We gain beach access through a grassy path. This week the sprinklers shot water in all directions and"
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