Coffee and crowberries

Written By Sean Norman
 

The wind today howled. The type of gusts that make you wish to spread your arms and just let it carry you half a step backward while the trees of the forest around give some loud creaking noises.

It was the most perfect afternoon to sit quietly with a warm coffee, pick at small bushes of ripening crowberries and watch the wind whip up water across a small lake.

 
Sean Norman http://seannorman.com
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