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[treeskin]

Ran the heater the whole way in to work this morning--first time this season. The rain's making me cold and creaky, enough that I hold it stays most of the work daya, so I can stay in and knit

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the changing

[iarraidh]

As I left work last night, it struck me that it looked like a winter sky.

That's alway my first inner recognition of the seasons; the look of the sky.

Sometimes it's a smell in the breeze.