The rustic arbor has been uncovered of its overgrowth and I have begun to lay a patio.
It snowed, a real snow, overnight, halting any stonelaying work.
The cat considered jumping onto the roof.
It's windy and cold, but beautiful. The snow gives all the land forms and trees new definition.
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I achieved some wonderful, wizened pumpkins in the weeks following Halloween in the cold dry air of Colorado... they take on a (non-moldy) life of their own.
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