* I love flannel sheets in the winter, so cozy.
* Glen and his family shared clam chowder with
us last night.* I shovel through ice to get a small path to Roland's door. Everything is frozen.
*I am going with Bret to see Matt. . . I wonder ???
* "When we saturate our prayers with gratitude, we open the door to a lightness of being, a fullness of spirit, and enter the sweet household of heaven." Muller
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