I slept like an abandoned fire, poorly extinguished and still smoldering, but I managed to bank myself against a hearth for long enough to help warm the house, throw off enough light and limit smoke. Later, there was food and chances to catch up on other things. Maybe even sleep, if I get it right.

Another shot of the crescent, not quite first quarter moon in the pale evening sky, witha gray smudge of wispy cloud like a fading bruise overhead.

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