We are in the midst of a wild and blustery night on Maple Lake. The wind is howling, the snow is horizontal and the way the large tree trunks are shifting around outside the windows makes me very nervous.
Stormy nights are good for popping popcron and snuggling up with a good book or movie - and for hoping that the weather clears before you are due to be anywhere the next day.
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