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Good morning world.
After years of saying how the best way to experience nature was through a postcard, we finally did the “country” thing. It was a way to get away from the city on weekends. A great way to recharge the batteries. Get some fresh air. You know the stuff.
Well, we finally did it and moved into the weekend home this weekend. I got up on Sunday morning. And this is what I saw over one of the water tanks on the property.
I walked out the back. There was a thin film of ice on the grass. The sun was just coming up over the hill. Across the fields a cow mooed as it had mooed all night. A friend later told me that maybe the cow had had its calf taken away. In the fields in front of me a herd of sheep happily munched on the grass.
It was still. And peaceful. It’s a different world.
And I wondered why it had taken so long to do this.
I picked a few logs of wood, some kindling and walked inside to light the fire.
citizenjoe has been around for quite a long time and when I say he has been around, I mean he has been around. He likes writing and enjoys hanging out with this motley bunch of characters.
Lionel Gherkin is a sad sack with good reason, the poor bastard. You can read why in 
Along for the ride is Shelby Wright. Shelby is ahighly respected and well-to-do-man-about-town. He is the group's cultural attache; its conscience but not really its heart. 
And let's not forget Brenda Spoon. The lovely of the group. She a humourous bone that'll grab you like a meat hook and then tenderise like a piece of steak. People tell me she's hilarious; and who knows, one day I may even laugh at them.