“Every damn day is like gravy for you…”

While I don’t miss the cold, ill-insulated house, it provided me with my own space, a fabulous wood stove, and these freak’n amazing morning sunrises… *gratitude* Change. Happens. It was a year (minus a day) after the head injury and 9.5 months before the mudslide – that interesting in-between space when I had no idea…

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