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Mark texted me before sunrise this morning to take a look at the beautiful crescent moon. It was beautiful and in a crisp clear sky, but it was cold out. I'm not winterized yet. I haven't become accustomed to cold weather. It goes straight to my old bones. I loaded up the pockets of my old leather jacket with pipes and tobacco and headed over to the Wolf river for my morning walk. I wasn't sure it was a good idea, but I did it anyway. It turned out fine. It was a lovely morning and I was ready to ditch the jacket half way through the walk. The couple of pipes I took w/ me helped. -T
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