Ahh. Sometimes ya just gotta get
away.
There’s something about hitting the
rack in a cottage in a forest up north that lends itself to better sleeping.
Maybe it’s just cracking a window open a bit to hear the wind in the woods. It
could be the smoky smell of leftover embers in the fireplace.
Or it might just be that the snorer
didn’t make the trip. (Hey, it was a GIRLS' weekend away.)
But it’s sure nice to enjoy a full
night of sleep for the first time in God-only-knows-how-long. I’ll take it.
Sign me thankful – and rested.
Images:
Adapted from public domain artwork
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