firmly planted feet. it is nice to be home. we've been doing a lot of traveling since the end of summer. good, yet busy. i love being at my mom's, with my mom, close to my oldest brother and his wonderful family. and i love love love being home. it's cold, it's wet, it's dark, sort of dirty, yet it's warm, dry, illuminated and lived in.
wet mittens drying by the wood burning stove. library book bags waiting by the door. back to the groove.
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