Well, I shouldn't do it, but I do--grin from ear to ear. Sorry.
Okay, you may think I really don't mean sorry, but I do. I am sorry if I make you jealous or sad. I'll miss you, too, sometimes when I am sitting in my living room, tucked up snug in front of a fire, looking out across my lawn at all the snow in the winter, with Lady Lily on my lap.
But not when I'm making pots in the morning or meeting new friends or going to school or gardening in the spring or entertaining family and friends. Not when I am walking or biking in my new neighborhood or when I am canoeing on the Connecticut River. And not when I am exploring the hillside behind my home or shopping at the co-ops in Brattleboro and Putney.
Some of you have asked, "Won't you be cold?" Probably, but that is what winter is like at home, you hunker down inside, if you don't want to go out. Or you go out and make snow angels. Yeah, that is winter at home.
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