We arrived at the lake on Monday evening around sunset. Snowy pine branches swayed in the wind. “I am home”, I thought. I grabbed my grandma’s old sewing machine from the car, the first item I packed for this winter trip to the cabin. The first to be unpacked, too. This week, I’m working from…
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