I woke to the sound of birds chirping quietly outside. The suns rays were just waking up the drops dew that covered everything. I shuddered involuntarily as I prepared to leave the almost suffocating heat of my blankets and step into the frigid cold of dawn. I quickly slid into my warmest clothes and waited for the chill to fade.
Some of the nearer birds flew away, and a squirrel raced up the nearest tree; and I walked out to be among them. Smiling inwardly at the stillness of dawn I walked the well trod path to the blueberry bushes. I stooped low and hastily plucked blueberries and stuffed them into my leather pouch. The cold berries were firm, but juicy and left my mouth wanting more. I leaned back on my heels and listened for some time. My thoughts escaped the present and brought me back to the moment of my escape.

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I'll continue the story at some later time.....