Keeping up with work and my blog is proving to be a challenge, but I have a few hours this morning to sit in the quiet before I head out into the wide, wide world once again.
The Christmas tree is long gone, tethered to a post outside my living room window. (I'm not feeding critters this year, but at least it won't be traveling to the drainage ditch in the next big wind.) However, the old nativity scene from my childhood remains on the end table, the shepherd and wise men gathered round to worship the infant king.
Barns in Conewango.
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