It’s getting colder still. This morning as the boys left for
work, Johnny called out that there was ice on the windows. I believed him but
there was no way I’d be going out there to validate his comment. Turn up the
heat please. After getting the fire going, spot started barking. Barking that can only mean a snake or a
fox. All good snakes should be sleeping
right now so it had to be a fox. I pulled my gown a little tighter and swopped
my slippers for gum boots. I had to go check the chicken run was closed up
tight. I couldn’t bear to wake up in the morning to dead chooks. Satisfied that
they were safe enough, I quickly retreated inside from the dark and cold. I
added another log to the fire.
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