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Black Fly Conspiracy

Reflections on how we survived this year’s black fly season… wait, there was a black fly season?

Seeing this wood pile sitting in our driveway, I can’t help but have mixed feelings about it.

No, this isn’t a post announcing that we’re taking a hiatus from Towns and Trails, because – if you hadn’t already noticed – we already took one.

Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.

The first wood stove fire of the year. Does it get better than that? I can’t believe it took me 30 years to discover the joy of a wood stove.