Half or fully dead trees hit the gravel with a crack, temporarily blocking access to our driveway. Today, Keith and I took down a few trees and cut them into firewood. Our efforts were pre-emptive and practical because “winter is coming.” People familiar with Game of...
Sometimes my mind gleefully races into the future with far too much abandon. And many of the stories that I talk and write about deal with the past, which at times traps my thoughts in seemingly endless recital. Do I ever live in the present? I went to sleep on Friday...
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