On windy winter mornings when the sun is just a smudge in the sky, I come in from my farm chores with an armload of sticks. Natures pruning it call it. The dead branches falling from the treetops to kindle our fires.
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I totally related to this. It’s a little ritual I also enjoy too. I find it so therapeutic.
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