{"id":6197,"date":"2020-01-21T09:59:38","date_gmt":"2020-01-21T16:59:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/rodbinder.com\/journal\/?p=6197"},"modified":"2020-02-26T15:00:32","modified_gmt":"2020-02-26T22:00:32","slug":"jan-21","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/rodbinder.com\/journal\/2020\/01\/21\/jan-21\/","title":{"rendered":"Jan 21 2 little 2 much"},"content":{"rendered":"

Ice fog morning. Same deal, gather wood split wood and bring wood in. Thankful that the polar vortex has moved on. I was able to sleep for more than four hours at a time. That doesn’t mean that it wasn’t cold his morning in the house, it just meant the cold wasn’t enough to kill.<\/p>\n

The woodstove had burned down to a few coals and some paper was required to restart it. Now I am waiting for that first cup.<\/p>\n

Sometimes when there is little to read here it is because I have little to say other times I have too much.<\/p>\n

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