It's surprising how much walking in ankle deep snow adds to the fatigue. For the first time since Kaia came to me she fell asleep in the cab of the truck on the return to The Little House.. While I walked she ran, much of the time springing through heavy cattail cover. As I write she sleeps beside me. I'm too tired to write much and am also hungry becasue we didn't stop for lunch. My story, and I'm sticking with it.
Takk for alt,
Al
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