The crunch of snow below my feet, the sound echoing up the entire path in the still winter air, a sweet fresh scent hangs within every breath. The instant smell of sulphur with a flash of light, that for an instant lights a path as far as one can see, then blinds everything out for only a few moments, things go dark except for the small cherry found just below the eyes sight
The sweet smell of tobacco must leave a trail with every step forward, hanging in the air yards and yards behind, the eyes adjust to the low light easy in winter, as every branch and every path is illuminated by pure white untouched snow, save for the foot prints of small creatures out hunting and nesting. Nothing to stalk us out here tonight, just the sounds of crunching snow, distant road traffic, and the heavenly scents of what comes from the exhaling of smoke after every puff.
Its cool out, but not cold, the still air doesn't bring its frigid chill tonight, its calm, its hypnotic in its own way. Nothing really on my mind tonight, but smoking a pipe gifted by a newly met friend with some tobacco from another leaves nothing but good thoughts running through my brains, and memories of what all has happened in this digital corner of the globe, how it has effected all my world this year, with its gentle compassion towards members who have suffered losses, and how it has lifted others who have had great joy upon their shoulders to celebrate, and to know Ive been fortunate to be a part of it all is all i need for my whole body to turn warm
Walking up my driveway, a bit exhausted from fighting each step in the fallen snow, it only became apparent to me now how much energy I had spent in the woods, through the door into the kitchen, the gurgling sounds of a coffee being brewed, and hazelnut scent now dominates my air, falling into the biggest softest chair I own...
Today was a good day, and it was brought to me by the generosity of Badger and Blades great members
Thank you all to those who have become friends, and shared all their joys and heartaches, it is my absolute pleasure to have been a part of the Brown Leaf this year
Sincerely
James (Not that James, the other one)
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The sweet smell of tobacco must leave a trail with every step forward, hanging in the air yards and yards behind, the eyes adjust to the low light easy in winter, as every branch and every path is illuminated by pure white untouched snow, save for the foot prints of small creatures out hunting and nesting. Nothing to stalk us out here tonight, just the sounds of crunching snow, distant road traffic, and the heavenly scents of what comes from the exhaling of smoke after every puff.
Its cool out, but not cold, the still air doesn't bring its frigid chill tonight, its calm, its hypnotic in its own way. Nothing really on my mind tonight, but smoking a pipe gifted by a newly met friend with some tobacco from another leaves nothing but good thoughts running through my brains, and memories of what all has happened in this digital corner of the globe, how it has effected all my world this year, with its gentle compassion towards members who have suffered losses, and how it has lifted others who have had great joy upon their shoulders to celebrate, and to know Ive been fortunate to be a part of it all is all i need for my whole body to turn warm
Walking up my driveway, a bit exhausted from fighting each step in the fallen snow, it only became apparent to me now how much energy I had spent in the woods, through the door into the kitchen, the gurgling sounds of a coffee being brewed, and hazelnut scent now dominates my air, falling into the biggest softest chair I own...
Today was a good day, and it was brought to me by the generosity of Badger and Blades great members
Thank you all to those who have become friends, and shared all their joys and heartaches, it is my absolute pleasure to have been a part of the Brown Leaf this year
Sincerely
James (Not that James, the other one)
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