let's go

Frank Newbould 1946

Freda Lingstrom, 1931

Just a few days now until our Welsh vacation (the poster lies). Tiny country retreat, our cottage is literally called Little House in the Big Woods. Can't escape to the sun, so let's escape to the wood stove.
Books and muddy hikes and drinks by the fire, and wandering into the village for a pint. We will hunt the forests and bridleways by day, and jump under covers by night. The getaway plan, but really just to breathe easy, and to take my body out of this rhythm I'm in. Maybe I will really sleep then, if I tell myself to.

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