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  • The wind blows and carries with it the beautiful sent of fall, a crisp, clean, decaying smell, with hints of wood smoke. The sound of frail leafs and skeleton branches are drowned out by engine powering the hydraulic arm my mother is controlling as I bring her logs to split. Winter is coming.

    my mom is one hard working cool lady.

    : )
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