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Day 63: Shed this shed

Day 63: Shed this shed

I have a recurring fantasy that I own nothing except what fits in a camper small enough to be hauled by my Honda. And that fantasy is strongest when I have to clean and put away a few of the thousands of items that I own. Today I couldn’t put it off any longer: It was time … read more Day 63: Shed this shed

Posted on September 7, 2015May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories TreesTags 1993, Booger Hollow, cabin, cleaning, hantavirus, mice, shed
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