Winter came.
It always does.
And I always think it is too soon.
I also created a piece of art that was like something I saw in Washington at the last inservice in May.
This tree had been chopped off and in the middle a new tree had started to grow.
I thought about how I feel like that is our life.
We were chopped almost to the ground and we are starting new.
I want to hang this piece in our new house somewhere.
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