spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
Although my blog doesn’t include photos. I thought, what the hell, I’ll do this one.
I was nominated by Crazy Stuff Happens.
No people. No explanations. Nominate someone new each day.
I nominate In10se.
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Love the photo. I was wondering when/if you were going to nominate me. I will gladly take part, maybe starting Monday.
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Looks cozy! Great shot!
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I love a wood stove but especially in winter with a hot drink and a book 💕
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Ah, now that’s what I call cozy. I ❤ that thought!
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I can almost feel the heat! 🙂
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mmhhmm – I love a wood stove. Don’t really love splitting wood, but it’s worth it. 💕
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With the wind blowing outside today, and the “feels like” temperature at -12 Celsius, it seems appropriate to stay as warm as possible. I hope your fire is still warm from last December? If not, throw another piece on and think of me when you do so….
Or, just throw another piece on. I wouldn’t want you to feel obligated.
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