From the time I was a little girl
For as long as I can remember
We had a giant woodpile
From January through December
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What a lovely memory to hold on to Marilyn. I do remember the wood piles, and there was something warming about sitting in front of a fire alight with logs. Lovely read, started me thinking. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
Wow...sorry my words can't describe how beautiful this is...simple, real, yet elegant...thanks...Coach
A very sweet remembrance of one of life's simpler moments.