Storming after the weather

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@poehere You're a good person. And interesting just cause you live in a place I can only imagine. Whoops on the fascinating start out the gate. Tremulous, ice falling on us as we step out the door, almost slipping on the stoop- that was town life. Now its out in the county life. Think wooden deck and about five feet up from the frozen ground. Who did not bother to put a second railing below the first on this structure? (My day-mare: wondering if I am going to ski off that deck, right into a hospital?) So far this Autumn I've viewed mist rising over the seasonal creek below us as I walk down to Peter burro, morning and not warm yet. Peter fed hay, I head back to clear the car's glass cause I need to make a commute. Soon. Too soon we could be facing roads that turn me whiter with fear. For now I stare at the rising mist and listen to duck chatter.