THE BARN WHEN WE STARTED

~ Jnana Hodson

I have to admit I wince, looking back.

The deck ran to the master bedroom. It was the only route to the loft.
The deck ran to the master bedroom. It was the only route to the loft.
The catwalk also created ice dams that leaked into the kitchen.
The catwalk also created ice dams that leaked into the kitchen.

 

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Published by Jnana Hodson

In downsizing to a remote fishing village in Downeast Maine, this eclectic writer feels everything's coming together.

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