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i       l o v e d        l o o k i n g      a t        s o m e      o f       t h e      p i e c e s      o f     w o o d

t h a t     w e       p u l l e d        o u t      o f        t h e         d e b r i s     .        o u r        h o m e

i s      1 3 0       y e a r s      o l d       a n d       t h e r e f o r e     f u l l    o f       l a y e r s     o f

p a t i n a      t h a t       t e l l       a n     u n t o l d       s t o r y    .       t h e       l a y e r s     o f

p a i n t       h a v e      h e l p e d       m e     r e m e m b e r        t h a t      o n e       d a y      a

m a n       s t o p p e d       b y       w h e n        w e        f i r s t      m o v e d       i n        a n d

t o l d        m e        a b o u t       w o r k i n g        i n       t h e       s a u s a g e         f a c t o r y

(    w h i c h      i s      n o w     m y     s t u d i o   )      a n d       s l e e p i n g       o n       t h e

p o r c h      w h i c h       w e       u n c o v e r e d       t h i s       w e e k     .       w a s      t h e

p o r c h        b l u e     ,    g r e e n       o r      i v o r y       i      w o n d e r    .   .   .

 

 


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p.s. I love the picture of your two cats from yesterday.

Our house is about the same age as yours. I often wonder at the stories of people that it holds within its walls and floors. I, too, have had people come by with stories. My favorite was a sweet old woman who told me she was married in our front room (at one time a minister lived here).

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