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20 November 2007

Getting my tea this morning, I see this:

Really? Could it be? This is how the morning has progressed:

7:17 a.m.

9:10 a.m.

The Consort walked in to work this morning, although I offered to drive him in. He called when he got there and said there had been an accident on the road, so he had actually been faster walking than in a creeping car. Just yesterday morning, he mentioned he was really grateful we had picked the teeny tiny in-town house rather than the larger orchard house to rent this year. Because no matter the weather, we don’t have to drive anywhere: he can walk to work, the girls walk to school, and there’s a Co-op mini market two blocks away for milk and other necessities. (The large Co-op is walkable, too.)

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