It’s the millionth gloomy day in a row and the house is rattling from hard winds. I’m spending most of my days alone out here in our cabin in the woods, and some days, when I’ve been so wrapped up in my own things that I’ve forgotten to even put on some music or the radio, it can feel like I’m the only one left alive.
Going out for walks is risky, as a branch might suddenly fall down onto you. The roads looks like war zones with twigs and fir cones scattered around all over the place. Yesterday the power broke right in the middle of this photo shoot, with left me with no choice but to embrace the permanent dusk in the pictures. Luckily, the sweet potato was just about done roasting.
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