Day Nine: A Long Walk
Across the hard frozen fields with the dogs running along ahead. They don't feel the cold
Monday morning and a pile of paperwork looms. The queen looks on from the mug I won at the village golden jubilee party for best 1950s dress.
On a walk in the woods I glimpse a big rabbit disappearing down this hole as the dogs approach
Day Twelve: Baby, It's Cold Outside
The sky is grey, sleet is falling, one boy is home sick. Let's light the fire and make chocolate chip cookies.
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