too many hours each day.
After Michael's accident, we made a decision to try to stay out of the commercial kitchen
at least one day each weekend.
Michael found my hammock in the basement.
It had been packed away for thirty years.
He surprised me last week and hung it next to the creek.
Tomorrow, in the heat of the day, I will be in the hammock, reading a book,
enjoying the cool breeze and soothing sounds coming from the creek.
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