Stone Cold World
The Cabin in the Woods
With the cold weather my 13-year-old daughter and I have been making a lot of use of the fireplace. I have developed an entirely new view and appreciation of such things as old newspapers and junk mail and actually have people giving me their collections.
But nothing,
I mean nothing
is as satisfying as the 20 volume series of waterloged Krishna books I found abandoned in the side yard. My daughter and I are savoring this series of books, enthralled by the pretty colors as we deposit one per night into the evening fire.
It is,
the ultimate use for such a collection,
and proof that there is some balance to the universe.
With the cold weather my 13-year-old daughter and I have been making a lot of use of the fireplace. I have developed an entirely new view and appreciation of such things as old newspapers and junk mail and actually have people giving me their collections.
But nothing,
I mean nothing
is as satisfying as the 20 volume series of waterloged Krishna books I found abandoned in the side yard. My daughter and I are savoring this series of books, enthralled by the pretty colors as we deposit one per night into the evening fire.
It is,
the ultimate use for such a collection,
and proof that there is some balance to the universe.
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