I’m in a write ‘em and delete ‘em mood. Sorry for deleting your comments as well.
Anyway, I had a very weird thing just happen. I walked past the woodstove (a battered old Ashley, straight out of the pages of the original Whole Earth Catalog) and I saw the fire. So what, you say. Well, for one thing, the firebox door is closed, obviously. I walked past the side of the stove, and for just a second, I saw the fire, out of the corner of my eye.
I love it when the impossible happens, don’t you?
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