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3 March 2013

daily page 13-3.3

I drew myself a coloring book

and then I colored it in.

In the morning my little family went out to a sugarhouse for breakfast. The smell of woodsmoke and maple sap, light snow sifting through the air even as it melted on the ground. Eggs, buckwheat pancakes, plenty of coffee. Hearing stories of my sons’ exploits and plans. Despite sad news all around, islands of pleasure and joy.