Westward in the woods
I’m drinking strong sage tea, trying to ward off a sore throat. My son’s sleeping on the sofa in front of me. He started nursery on Monday, came down with a cold on Wednesday and here we are. His first real cold, and my first cold in a long time.
But that’s not what I intended to write about today, although it’s not too much of a tangent.
I’ve found a t…
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