Yesterday was a restful one for me, as they all have been lately during these holidays. I spent a soothing morning sitting by the small black woodstove, relishing the comforting warmth and working on some reading and letter-writing. Later, I cut up some firewood, but did it in a sort of calming manner, not stressing with the big maul but simply making it do what it can do. The house seemed vacant and a little lonesome without the kids, but their cheering spirits were all through the big country rooms all day.
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