Now there is a coverup

I didn’t get out to the backyard furniture before the first big snow, even though my dear wife Karen dutifully pulled all of it together.

New spot.

We talked about it, and decided the lower patio was a better winter resting spot than up on the deck, where I’d put them under the tarp our first two winters at A Bitter Better.

See you next spring.

And so now they will rest until we need them come warmer months in our Liverpool neighborhood of Galeville.

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