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Woodwork

When she woke up dead of the night, two things were out of place: the light in the woodworking shed was on, and her husband's side of the bed was empty, cooling. With a fond smile, she pulled on her dressing gown, a pair of sneakers, and tiptoed into the shed.

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Tea Breaks (Overseas!) #2: Hobbiton!

Tea breaks: a moment to unwind, to take a break, and occasionally ramble. This week, I continue my attempt at a travelogue, and try to suppress my enthusiasm. To put it briefly: I didn't make it to Isengard, but I did make it to where it all began... the set of Hobbiton.