Priming the Hearth Posted by 2garrabrants 1 All along our walk, Knox selects sticks and carries them home, holding them aloft. ~ He knows winter comes and, possessing a warm heart, wants to assure yours won’t freeze. Share this:Tweet Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Print (Opens in new window) Print More Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on TumblrLike Loading...
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