So, I see I have not been here

Well . . . I don’t know. I thought I was here; I thought I wrote this post about whatever; but, now that I look back, I believe I may have written a great post in my head while I was stacking wood. Sigh, I guess that’s the world’s lost.

I have wood stacked mostly everywhere and the mostly is about to be filled because ANOTHER LOAD IS COMING! I need a woodshed. You know, I think I have not truly appreciated the meaning of woodshed – even though it is staring at me in plain English; I always kept it in mind as a place to take a kid behind.

And I’ve been thinking a lot about someone I don’t see very often anymore – so maybe it’s a good thing another load is coming because you get a lot of time by yourself when you’re stacking wood. And if your throat gets tight and your breath kind of ragged for a bit or so, the slow pace of toting a log from one spot to can accommodate it.

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