this morning #1255.

this morning, i tossed a fresh log into the wood stove. lit it up. stepped out onto the front porch to breathe in the fall air & give the cabin a sec to warm up. we should move out here. truly. full time. the wife’s right. we’ve done enough time in the city. it’d be a relief to remove ourselves from all the craziness & try out these environs for a while. it’s been ten years since we bought this place. let’s be real. we ain’t getting any younger. i lit up a smoke & stepped down to the yard. ambled around, checking out the grounds. once the weather warms up, i can put in a garden. i bet if we watch the right youtube tutorials, we can grow TONS of produce. i dialed up the wife. told her i was ready to uproot our life.